I want to call this Zimmermann playsuit a lovechild of a holiday to the Orient, and maybe a lesson in Impressionism on a tropical island far away...
photos by Sara Donaldson and myself
After the last day of fashion week, Sara and I made a move out to Williamsburg. I hadn't had the chance to explore this hipster mecca this time around - next time, perhaps I'll stay here! But for the few days that we explored its wider streets and quiet cool, I fell in love with its underground buzz and bizarre hole-in-walls (one morning we had breakfast at a place called 'Pies and Thighs' - a local favourite specialising in curd-and-cream-filled donuts and chicken burgers...).
While waiting for Geneva on the corner of our humble abode, Sara snapped my dancing antics in this impossibly sweet Zimmermann playsuit. I want to call it a lovechild of a holiday to the Orient, and maybe a lesson in Impressionism on a tropical island far away - but really, I just love the unexpected twists and diamond peekaboos that Nicky and Simone came up with. Something as sweet and curve-hemmed as this definitely required some serious eye business (Henry Holland windshields for my face, come at me), my very much loved loafers of the animalia variety, and a conveniently colour-coordinated Polaroid to snap my newly appreciated surroundings.
Until next time, dear Williamsburg...