This Summer saw me in Sicily with Stradivarius, do you remember? We went island hopping on a boat. And as for autumn? Nothing nautical except my smooth sailing down Paseo de Gracia to photograph some of my favourites from their colder weather collection. Collaborating with Inditex always feels right living in Barcelona. I was shopping at places like Zara or Stradivarius as a kid before they grew globally. I’m a forever fan. We all are here over in Spain. I feel compelled to remind you that brands like Zara and Stradivarius are Spanish owned. I’m not patriotic in the slightest but for some reason I feel offended when people don’t know the company’s heritage. We all run around congratulating French & Italian fashion and yet the brands we shop the most come from a place so often ignored in the sartorial world; Spain. So let’s hear it for this country I feel like I’m from. We have style here too! We do! And this outfit was spontaneously shot, between lattes and in the midst of inappropriate conversations with my assistant, Neguine. I like these clothes here, but then again, I like all my clothes. Preferences include anything that resembles a blanket, russet hues as well as the cosy, almost chocolate browns that come every fall I find irresistible. In fact, looking ahead to a winter most likely spent single, the poncho is a key piece for me and probably the closest I’ll come to cosying up to anything, Biba aside. I’m not complaining, just wishing I could collect men as quickly as I’ve accumulated all these blanket-like garments I have strewn across my apartment. No crushes but plenty of clothes. My heart flutters for the perfect scarf or a cosier coat than the one before. There are thigh high boot infatuations and capes that cover me just right. But no men to wrap myself in. But so it goes, story of my life. Saying that, would I trade all my clothes for a man? I think we both know the answer to that one.