THRIFTED sunglasses, TOPSHOP crop top, ZARA culottes,
SWATCH watch, H&M necklace, SUPERGA sneaks
I don't know if it's the Andalusian light or my squinty face which screams SUMMER louder in these photos, but my clothes are saying 'care free' as I hope to be in a couple of weeks when I finish full-time work in a restaurant, fly home to Spain and bathe in some (even if I do say so myself) well-deserved rays!
A (much cooler than me) gal on Twitter said in the deepest, darkest months of winter 'wake me up when it's culotte season' and it resonated with me deeply. That care-free attitude that I mentioned earlier is met with the elated feeling of exposing ankles and not experiencing imminent frostbite. Culotte season, in other words, is synonymous with happy season and summer season which is why, as demonstrated in the images above, they conjure up the hottest of seasons for me. Counting down days until I can reenact this.
Photos by Rosanna Chapell Elkin