coat: Pull&Bear - sweater: Ebay - leggings: H&M - sneakers: Nike - watch: c/o Swatch
Windmills, tiny living spaces, housing on the very edge of the canal and a grey, chilly, rainy evening: it doesn't get any more Dutch than that. It might just be me, but I think one has to move abroad to develop a true love for their home country. The sort of feeling that makes you say that you hail from the most beautiful country in the world and actually mean it, even if you know there is no objective standard to make your claim true. It's ridiculous, I know. But it feels so true.
Outfit: comfortable for a long drive up to Holland and a day of chilling with my nephew, colorful in order not to feel like a giant old drab-fest. Basically the easiest outfit in the book and therefore one of my favorites these days. Leggings + a loose top = the outfit equivalent of apple pie. IT'S ALWAYS GOOD.
Speaking of apple pie, I have some in my kitchen. I think it's time for dessert. Let me end with a question: do you have "special feelings" for your home country?