I’ll never forget this girl named Katrina in my school bus back when I was in freshman high school. I must have been 13 at that time. While all the other kids played with each other in the bus, I chose to read my mom’s magazines. Back issues of Vogue were my after-school best friend. They made that agonizing thirty minute ride home bearable. Whenever Gucci ad pages came up, Katrina, who sat across me, always chanted “look at my Gucci watch, look at my Gucci watch!” before shoving her wrist to my face. If memory served me right, she was the daughter of a lawyer and for what seemed like eternity, she bragged about her stupid Gucci watch that she received as a gift. It was sickening. Deep down inside, I felt rather inferior because all I had at that time was this neon orange and neon green rubber and fabric “POP” Swatch that my aunt gave me as a Christmas present. I’m not a combative type of person so I didn’t say anything. Besides, she was a year older than me. She had Benetton accessories. I had Penshoppe (a Filipino brand akin to I dunno, Forever 21). I simply shut up and flipped through my magazines. That same year, I begged my parents to buy me that iconic Prada black nylon backpack with two pockets on the front. My parents weren’t having it from a thirteen year old child, of course. It wasn’t until I was fifteen that my mom finally bought one for me.
Fast forward a decade and a half later… I popped by the Prada store on Corso Venezia in Milan last week to stock up on some spring/summer goodies. I bought another pair of golf shoes, two trousers and this navy blue backpack. Just seeing it on the rack (they come in gray and brown as well) brought back childhood memories. I took it out for a spin in Amsterdam this weekend.
Hat, shirt, shorts by Acne, sunglasses by Yves Saint Laurent, jacket gifted by Versace, backpack and shoes by Prada
I guess one cannot erase the emotional scars of yesteryear (I can’t say I’m very angry because thinking about it, we were all young and naive) but let me tell you, walking out of a store after buying something you really like, on your own terms, with your own money, is always an exhilarating experience.
Like a big FUCK YOU to everyone.
It’s not easy trying to resist something extremely good. I’m one of the last people to carry a Proenza Schouler bag. Everyone has the PS1 in every imaginable color and material. I don’t blame them; the PS1 is a classic. But after seeing this sporty tri-color Proenza Schouler PS11 baby, with its fabric straps (you can detach them and voila, you have an oversized clutch), pastel blue flap and gorgeous details, I have no choice but to slate it as numero uno on my ‘must-have’ list. It’s been my every day bag for quite awhile now. Whether I’m wearing Prada florals or Acne camoflorage or monochromatic Alexander Wang, I’m honestly surprised how it matches whatever I’m wearing on rotation.
Proenza Schouler PS11 Bag from RUNin2
The clutch obsession continues. Corto Moltedo made this gorgeous clutch bag festooned with metal spiderwebs and a bejeweled spider.
Clutch bag from Corto Moltedo, bracelet by Hermes, watch by Michael Kors
I don’t normally consider myself as a clutch person because I like to keep a hand free — free to smoke a cigarette, free to use my gargantuan camera take photos here and there, free to use my phone to text or to read Twitter. However, I’m a getting a bit bored of using bags that hang off the shoulder (or body) so the idea of simplifying and carrying the basics (lighter, gum, small wallet, ciggies and lip gloss) is very appealing. Last week in Paris, the very handsome Gabrielcorto gifted me this cute snakeskin clutch with neon green piping. I love it. It’s the perfect bag to keep the essentials on a relaxed Friday afternoon here in Stockholm.
Sunglasses by Yves Saint Laurent, vintage J. Crew sweater (bought at Kiliwatch in Paris), black shirt by Uniqlo, watch by Michael Kors, clutch gifted by Corto Moltedo
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Maria Grazia Chiuri and Pier Paolo Piccioli of Valentino sent me a super chic, studded, white (perfect for summer!) iPad case with my initials in gold. Quite a luxurious touch if you ask me. I love my new iPad case. I guess it’s time for me to get a new iPad then…
Thank you so much for the lovely gesture!