Evangelie Smyrniotaki

The banana


Peter Jensen jumpsuit/ Louis Vuitton belt pouch/Chloe mules(here and here)/Linda Farrow sunglasses.

Ph Timur Emek

And I really wonder, are we, the sassy Greeks, the only ones in the planet who shamelessly pronounce the belt pouches as BANANAS?! I hope not, so you my preciosas, to be able to link somehow the tittle with the image without speculating that after Milan I just went BANANAS. Either way, my magic foggy sphere mysteriously predicts that the aforementioned outfit divider(obviously that’s the cause the depicted belt serves) will be a huge trend. The “look mum no hands” expression in a completely different demonstration. No bicycle needed.

Back in Milan’s steamy streets just an hour before the Stella McCartney Spring15 presentation, dressed in the most comfort way, a jumpsuit that is. This Italian city doesn’t come easy with summer. That translates into heat and mosquitoes, a terribly nasty combination for sweetblooded girls like me. I did saved my hands though from a dot-ed disaster yet that did not applied on my legs. I still have the marks of Milan on my limbs but I also have another ones, those forever kept in my brain cells. Memories…

The Stella McCartney Spring15 presentation took place at “Orto Botanico” the botanic gardens, as the name implies, by the side of Bvlgary hotel. From a distance, the dramatic entry with Stella’s flowered-pink letters, the long fenced lush plants complex and the scattered candle lights made me think of a countryside party. But once I stepped through the last bushes the true “spirit” of the evening showed up. McCartney’s models impeccably dressed with the designer’s spring 15 collection, cheerfully interacting with the crowd. I seriously love this new coolness of presenting collections. It’s like a refuge from the metal glare of the cities. Some precious moments, quality if you may, to indulge into the fresh collection. The outfits themselves were absolutely beautiful. McCartney’s heroines, superheroes was actually this season’s theme, were strong yet fragile. Feminin yet a bit boyish. But above all they were happy, happy girls in their clothes’ absolute comfort. As we all should be.

Let my paparazzi skills speak for themselves.


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