In a few days we will celebrate the Israeli Independence Day. I don't know about you, but we're talking about one of my favorite days of the year.
Although hitting the streets might put you at risk of meeting a snotty teenager that might pull out the snow spray or crazy string spray on you, but what is this risk in comparison to the sheer pleasure of watching the torch lighting ceremony and bannerman, the fireworks displays, eating falafel and dancing to songs of "blue and white"?
There are combinations that only an Israeli can understand (forgive me my international friends who live overseas) – The siren that signifies a minute silence and fireworks. Memorial services and BBQs. Popular Israeli songs like "Every person has a name" and "Every day is a holiday".
That's how it is, memorial days are woven into the fabric of our lives are an integral part of being Israelis. That's why I decided, on this special week, to publish a fashion post, only this time to dedicate it to those who unwillingly have shaped our unique history. To tell the story of one Jew, so that maybe through him we will remember those that were like him.
All the trees wore green and I wore jeans and a hat… Because I'M FINALLY ON VACATION!
How awesome is it to take a break and jump into weekend attire or the "Friday dress code" as I like to call it. Only those who work at a place that has a strict dress code will relate – There is one shelf, a small one, in my closet where my "freedom" clothes lay. The jeans, the singles, T-shirts and all my other favorite items that don't make it into the office.
During the week I find myself looking, and not just once, at that shelf and even incorporate one of those items with my tailored office look. Though there isn't a better feeling than packing your suitcase full of holiday clothes.
In a few days we will put on our best outfit, gather around a table and ask "Why is this night different from all the other nights?"
That's actually a good question. Why is this night different?
There are things that I guess will never change, like the muddy rain on a sparkly clean window before "Seder" night, or that existential discussion on whether to "continue to read the "Agada" (tale) after the meal?"
Though a season has passed, Spring is blooming around us and change is in the air. So what awaits us in Spring – Summer 2016? And what awaits me??
Over the last couple of months I've been jumping between worlds and assessing my place in both of them – the Capital Market and the Fashion World.
Sometimes, I let myself dream and fantasize about "what would happen if…" but to be honest, my thoughts never wondered as far as the surprising and exciting events that happened this past week.
It all started with a phone call from Zedka Designs, who asked me to put together a fashionable concept and produce and model for their new PR and Marketing campaign. Though the surprises kept rolling in with a personal message from the President of Chloé Fashion House, which led on to an exciting meeting full of long and deep conversations with one of the most fascinating men I ever met. Thank god for the Internet!