|[Brogues] Russell & Bromley [Suit] Topman [Bag] Aspinal of London Mount Bag [Tie] Next [Glasses] Scarlett of Soho [Hat] Accessoryo|
From one destination to the next, being transported like a parcel, packaged, sign, sealed and delivered straight into the plane, taxi and ended somewhere in Italy that night. Waking up in the devine Grand Hotel Passetto Ancona Italy, when all you really see is the sky and sea from my window in the morning. But the reality is, all I really saw was my macbook keypad and emails, as you know wifi is the blogger's best friend. With no time to even step out onto Italian sand, the schedule must go on. First, I had to prepare my lack of sleep for an early morning shoot after English Tea, that is putting the automatic self timer mode on, when your travelling on your own. So you thought I have a photographer, well if you count the hotel residents and staff that kindly helped me. Running on self timer mode, left me panting in sweat like it was the olympics, as you know you only got 10 seconds to run and strike a pose. Besides my croc companion, aka my best friend that stores my life. The Aspinal of London AW arrivals, has officially been chained to my carrying hand. No body can separate me and my right hand man (bag).
Photos by Myself