While we are going to spend Saturday and Sunday at home doing some renovations and looking everything but presentable, we still want to share with your our weekly dose of inspiration to dress this weekend. Today we travel to Paris and we meet Typhaine, a beautiful girl with that adorable yet sophisticated allure that only Parisian girls can pull off. Continue reading
A couple of weeks ago we made a terrible mistake. We spent an hour in the Max Mara shop in Hamburg. Bad. Very bad. We were looking for our beloved Rialto Coat, you know, just for fun. We wanted to try it on, secretly hoping it wouldn’t fit because, frankly, i’ts quite expensive. But a whole new world of exquisite coats appeared in front of our eyes. Delightfully soft fabrics, flawless cuts, superb yet sober design… Lots of coats to add to our wish lists. See? Bad, very very bad idea. Continue reading
This month we’ve been terribly busy and we are exhausted. The mere thought of continuing this crazy schedule of work, courses and events during November makes us tremble with fear. To top it all of, we have to suffer works at home. Oh life’s good… So what do we do when everything seems too much? Daydream about new destinations!
This year Budapest has been discreetly climbing to the top of our bucket list. We already talked about it in February (click!) but lately it has been more present in our conversations about new destinations. And with Christmas season around the corner we can’t help but picturing how beautiful the city would be. For us, Eastern Europe is a complete mystery, so could Budapest be the door to our eastern neighbour countries?
Have you ever been to Budapest? Any tips or recommendations?
My mum is back in Spain. Sad face. She has been here for almost a month and now the house feels empty without her. Luckily, she will be back in a few weeks for the Chistmas Market. Yay! But before she left we took her to eat the best pizza in Bremen.
Who hasn’t dreamt about a romantic Parisian getaway in Autumn? I know, I know, it’s a cliché… but wouldn’t it be nice? The faded light, the warm croissants, the cold sunsets… But for those who prefer travelling off the beaten track, there’s more to France than Paris. That’s why we’ve put up a list of other French destinations just as charming but not so crowded. Continue reading
I’ve always wondered how people live without a nice good old backpack. We absolutely can’t. Even though we sometimes think it’s about time to leave them behind, we go back to them looking for comfort, practicality and that casual vibe that we love. When travelling we always ask for those three attributes, so backpacks are a must. Besides, they make you look younger. It’s a fact. (My birthday was last week, so I’m quite sensitive about aging lately, sorry ;)
But we care about design, obviously. We love beautiful accessories, even backpacks. And well, who doesn’t know these cute square bags? They are all over the place now. You can blame hipsters… or you can just admit that they are pretty cool (the two adjectives we were fishing for!), because they are. Did you know they were originally design in 1978 for Swedish school children? Those Scandinavians are always so trendy… And did you know that Fjäll Raven has other collections of day packs that are equally awesome? We have chosen our favourites (those Autumn colours!) and put together a little selection for you on the picture above. They also have a fantastic tote, which I can imagine would be wonderful for mummies who travel and even a day pack that doubles as a chair!!!! How amazing is that? After spending six hours last Sunday standing in a terrible German train (thanks, railway strike!) I can see how convenient that could be.
We already have our look for our Autumn adventures: boyfriend jeans, white sneakers, a cashmere sweater and one of these backpacks. Which one would you choose?
PS: This post was sponsored by Fjäll Raven. Thanks for supporting the sponsors that make The slow pace possible.
The first memory I have of Padova is an image of my feet. I think was 6 years old. I was wearing a new pair of beautiful navy Victorias. We were on the street waiting to cross the road and my feet were burning. Were my bright white soles melting? It was boiling hot! Now that I think about it, my first memory of Padova was a #fromwhereIstand shot! Anyway, I used to visit Padova with my mum every Summer. I’m not going to lie: at first I hated it. The heat, the confusing streets, the visits we had to pay to hundreds of old women who gave me sticky dried fruits that I pretended to like because it would have been rude not to do so… But as I grew older, I started listening to those ladies: they were my grandma’s friends and they told me amazing yet terrifying stories about the II World War and how my family survived. As time went by, those streets turned out to be the settting of my grandparents love story. And when I was a teenager, I discovered the shops where my mum used to buy her clothes and where she would buy the best ice cream. Continue reading