Malta photodiary

Some time ago I had a dream about my friend that I visited in Malta last year. Getting ready for what to expect from a very small piece of land, I researched the fashion scene on the island (evidence here). Having read my initial post my friend laughed saying that the only fashion I’d find on the island were pantie-less partygoers in mini dresses. I refused to believe her and as we stocked up on vouchers for free booze (Malta’s generous like that), I turned off my fashion radar and just danced. So no, I did not see any flashing.

Albeit my visit being brief, I believe I had a taste of almost all things Maltese, starting with mouth-watering pastries, finishing with the badass bus drivers on Soviet-like buses. It’s my understanding that those have been replaced by newer models. Pitty, they had so much character in them.

Somewhere inbetween serpentine cliff roads and racing near-death buses, I understood what Malta reminded me of – Alexandria mixed with my trusty friend, Vilnius. It’s perfectly Mediterranean yet with a very specific charm. One of its charms  was that friend of mine that I visited whom I miss dearly right now.

Sea images: swiming costume by Yamamay. Sight seeing images: vest by All Saints, military jacket by Alice+Olivia, denim shorts by Republic, brogues by New Look, logo bag by DKNY. Evening images: dress by Edun, Gino Ventori red pumps (also known as the first pair of heels that I ever purchased).

(The Malta at night image is by Juliette Melton)

The blue barely-standing house

It is my father’s birthday today. I am 1,308.7 miles away from him. The above are the only two pictures I have of my stay in Vilnius when I last saw him.

I am particularly fond of the blue barely-standing house. No one knew this until now, but I would make a point to see if it was still there every time I came back home. Although I am aware that most likely it is inhibited by alcoholics or no one at all, I fear seeing it go.

Mostly because the house reminds me of myself.

In the other picture I am wearing the Alice+Olivia military jacket, which you might remember from 1902. Coincidentally both pictures have a blue theme to them – it was not intentional at the time.

I look nothing like myself in the image, in fact, I even find the house looking more like me. I know my dad would agree.

Happy birthday!

1902

If I lived back in 1902, I am pretty confident this is how I’d look like.

Drop and give me fifty!

Howtobearetronaut is a website about all things from back in the day, I am totally hooked. This is just a bit of proof that the girl above is indeed moi – I personally see the resemblance.

Military Jacket: Alice+Olivia, black clutch Jasper Conran, backless dress Twenty8Twelve by S. Miller.

This is of course one of the outfits from last Monday’s post, so one down – two more to go.