Somewhere before all the Purim and International Women's Day celebrations, I flew to Paris Fashion Week. Remember? ;-)
The string of events and experiences, that adorned my days over the last few weeks, was so full on and in such intensity, that I haven’t even had a chance to take a moment and write about the amazing week my Sister and I had in the beautiful City of Lights.
In a few days I’ll be taking off for Paris to attend the Fashion Week events.
Who would have thought that six months have passed since my last visit to the Fashion Capital, a visit that was so exciting and full of experiences.
This time, I’ll be reviewing the fall-winter 2017/18 collections of various fashion houses, but before I start expecting a variety of coats, scarves, ponchos and gloves, I wanted to go back to the Chloé summer collection fashion show, which set the tone to an unforgettable week, somewhere in September.
When I came up with EIGHT30, I wanted to open the doors to my world and create a space where career women can get inspiration and ideas for integrating fashion and style into their lifestyles. Since then, just like a fine Swiss watch, I’m writing, editing, shooting and producing content for you, in the hope that it touches you. I look for the exact look that will fit into the right scene and that tells an interesting story, from a slightly different perspective… simple ;-)
To this day, I haven’t exposed my creative and work process, except for little peeks and "behind the scenes" videos on my Instagram stories (if you’re not familiar with this concept yet, click on the profile picture of my Instagram account – you’ll discover a whole world of content). Though each "innocent" image has had hours of work invested in it, thought and discussions with Nimrod my photographer and prolonged staring into the distance (I wonder if you too stare in to the distance as you ponder?).
I went on vacation outside the city. Just like that. In the middle of the week.
I don’t know about you, but the thought of that even being possible, without booking time off in advance from work, without rescheduling meetings and starting to program my “out of office” messages, excites the hell out of me. I can’t remember the last time I answered “YES” to a spontaneous getaway, without using those awful pair of words "board meeting".
This whole occurrence was so unusual to the point where even Mrs. Waze didn’t believe her eyes when I input the destination – Moshav Liman, which is located along the coast of Western Galilee. I even had to stop twice (!) Just to make sure I was going in the right direction.