Fashion. Week. Pictures. Coming. Soon.

My friend Gabriela took most of these pictures and I thought I'd post them over here. She spent a year here in Paris and she has gone back just a few days ago to Italy, where she's from.

When you come to think of it, life is all about the people you meet, people who disappoint you, people who will simply smile at you on the street and people who will offer their help at times when you don't even realise that you need help. These accidental encounters will buid your destiny.

T-shirt: vintage
Leggings: H&M
Shoes: Bata

SHE and HIM

Un Rayon de Soleil

Top Mango
Skirt H&M
Shoes Vintage

Like a Hobo

Dirrty Glam

The May issue is out! Read the articles I wrote on Pedro Lourenço, Sonia Rykiel and Elie Saab.

Here are the covers of the previous issues that I did not talk to you about.

Metro. Boulot. Dodo?

Life in Paris is hectic! Maybe it's because I haven't been living here my entire life... but it's already been three years and I'm still not used to it.
It'll be 8 in the morning, I'll be waiting for the metro looking like I was in Eyjafjallajoekull(thank god this is not a vlog, can Icelanders even prounounce it?) when the volcano erupted and everyone around me will be looking like Rachel Zoe's picked their outfit and fixed their hair.
Sometimes it seems other people look good in such an effortless manner that actually making the effort to put decent clothes on is impossible. It's agravating and it's depresseing.

However, after spending the winter being a hermit - and looking like one - I decided that I would make the effort: I will wake up earlier and brush my hair, and I might even do my nails.

Ziggy who?

Tofu and Chilli roll around Paris

Dear people who visit my blog from time to time,

Most sincere appologies for not posting anything in a while. I do have an excuse though: my computer (his name is Hbiba -which means darling in arabic), has stoped working and consequently stoped being a darling...
To be honest, there is no excuse for my lack of involvement in this project that I was extremely passionate about in the beginning.
So why -you might ask- am I suddenly re-emerging?
I have recently spent a week with my (best) friend Zara who has been living in London for the past 8 months...
I just realised that I should probably explain the story behind the name of this blog for my story to make sence.
Zara is half Asian, that's why I call her Tofu... and I'm not Mexican at all... but somehow, Tofu calls me Chilli.
At the beginning, this blog was supposed to be a common project and we were both supposed to write posts, but unexpected things happen in life and I ended up doing the blogging thing on my own (Zara on the other hand has an amazing food blog that you should all go see).
So to make a long story short, seeing Tofu made me nostalgic of that time where I'd go out with my camera, looking for style.
I cannot promise very frequent posts (because Hbiba is still in the ER) but I will try my best.
Please try to comment, so that I know that I'm not just talking to myself!