Dress, Thigh-High Boots – Zara, Jeggings – H&M, Shoulderpads – DIY, Bag – Uniqlo
I need to get up in an hour to catch a 6am train down to Kraków, although it would help to actually go to bed. I’m going skiing! OK, let me rephrase that, I’m going to eat snow! (and mountain grass!) Please pray I won’t break anything that might force me to sell all my stuff so I could afford a home nurse. The last time I skiied was when I was 14, so if the ability really comes back to you like riding a bicycle like they all say, then I’m anticipating a lot of slipping off of ski lifts and drinking 6 cups of hot cocos absolutely declining having to ski down that kid slope. Dudes, I can’t even sleigh.
Will report back when I need to go to toilet after 7th cup of coco, please alert local aid.
(Just a quick note: I probably won’t have internet there so all emails will be answered once I get back on the 30th, thank you for your patience!)