Emma*, in front of the Museum of Natural History.
I was on my way from A to B - having just stopped into the V&A to get warm, soak up some Renaissance & Medieval sculpture, and buy thank you gifts for the lovely girls @ the vet who fed our cat his tuna addiction while we were away - and I passed Emma, a mere slip of a girl, eating a green apple.
It was one of this funny moments when she couldn't answer cause she was chewing. I love everything about Emma's style: from the chocolate brown faux fur vintage jacket (so similar to my own), and that great huge Louis Vuitton-esque bag from Beyond Retro - the skinny black jeans - it's all so simple & somehow.. modern British. Classic London Casual circa 2010. And her eyes are gorgeous: cat-like and luminescent. I hope she finds this post. She's an absolutely charming girl and it was just one of those moments, cold and crisp as a green apple, that you're just happy to be alive. And I got the sense that Emma was having a similar kind of day.
How was your Monday?
*(Okay: I'm spooked. I meant this title to simply be called 'Emma', but somehow, blogger decided to add that phrase. I must have called it that before. But where? And who else had such amazing eyes?)