Paris Street “Fashion Week” March 2k16 – La Petite Parisienne en Rouge – The Art of Layering.
Bonjour, my cosmic star children of the Universe! 🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟
The declared commitment I made to myself to preserve a sense of intimacy towards my own energy and a sense of privacy in regards to my social media accounts in 2k16 has been quite impressive (I decided not to follow anyone but my Divine Complement, His Majesty, Prince, on Instagram, in order to measure the charming appeal I have to my lovely audience, which should not necessarily expect any Likes from me) and nevertheless fruitful, as I discovered new means to flourish a sense of personal empowerment and renewal of my eternal sense of style (I know what you mean, Coco) as all the visual info I subscribed to was actually “bombing” over me and somehow establishing the premises of losing my genuine creativity in favor of the so called “inspiration” or threatened my Self esteem by the narcissistic abuse of selfies I was exposed to, just by scrolling down the home page.
Gladly, now I only get to see… me! 🎊🎊🎊
Buh-bye, time wrongly invested on stalking fake “love” interests, fashion magazines promoting the wrong role “models” and too much of that beige bullsh*t, you are so 2k and late, just stay there and don’t bother the Queen!
Today I have decided to share my greatest instagram pics, since my account is still private (however, I do have a curious number of stalkers who I know are watching from behind scenes – I admire your persistence) and go a little superficial by commenting in a few words my every outfit (to be honest, this is actually boring for me) as I have solely focused on leading by my own example and did a little bit of Life Coching while sharing my truthful opinions (with a sense of sarcasm and amusement, although my self-awareness and Highest Self frequency seem to bother the weak and still sleepy).
Let the Glory to the Holy time begin! 💜💜💜
Off stage captures taken at Bucharest Film Studios, while filming for a video I didn’t see myself in too clearly (I guess I was too hot, lol) – this is me (and various gorgeous unicorns) wearing my “basic” clubbing apparel, a Le Petit Indigent cropped backless turtle neck top and my vintage leather hotpants I bought in Barcelona from a spontaneous off-Sonar flea Market, while wondering the streets the morning after a party I had too much fun at – it actually felt like I was flying).
The leggings are from Calzedonia – quite resistant to “nights well spent” by clubbing, I would say. 💎💎💎
And perhaps you know my Jeffrey Campbell highest leveled shoes by now – a 16cm of women empowerment tool lol.
Scored! An all black, dressed from head to toes but too sexy outfit, perfectly fit for being surrounded with these gorgeous little bunnies. 🦄🦄🦄
Glorious times are being broadcasted here from Paris, which felt quite a bit tiring, as I had to compromise my own quality time by being dependent on other people’s desires.
Nevertheless, Paris “Street” Fashion week was stunning – I got to spend time with my family and friends and enriched my vision with numerous beautiful people and things (in this precise order) – such as me mirroring in the compliments I was addressed with from charming parisiens.
Yes, Paris loves me just as much as I love “him” – we’re in the perfectly balanced “give and take” Relationship.
In the first supermarket I walked into with my aunt, a whole family complemented my sense of style and in the first bar I stepped in for breakfast I was welcome with “Bonjour, Princesse!”. 👑👑👑
How can you not love Paris? 💜💜💜
Like the impact of every other things I simply adore, true love feels like a surreal glow on my porcelain skin! 🔮🔮🔮
I am wearing a Versace by H&M studded jacket (still rocking), a Zara dress with Morrocan motifs (or so I believe), my darling Sammy boots and a red Depot96 cape!
The Royal Red Riding Hood. Stunning! 🌹🌹🌹
I need to mention the Gucci dress I seem to be trying on at Colette matching my outfit – sometimes all pieces fall in line, isn’t it? 👁👁👁
Now,let’s look back at some pics taken at my favorite spot during Spring time, the famous infamous A3 Bar, the hipster joint meant to replace my glorious number 1 favorite BAR A1, on the first days it had opened, while I was enjoying a mussels meal. 🌷🌷🌷🌷🌷
You already know the Sammy E faux snake leather boots and the golden Zara skirt from my previous awesome blossom editorials, but you haven’t been introduced to my adorable white Zara Kids Mickey Mouse jumper! (yes, I wear kids clothes and I loooove it – I’m the perfect size and shape for it!) 🍰🍰🍰
For extended information on my superbe vintage outfit by the white retro car I perfectly match styles with, please refer to Princessa Petra 004. The Queen! 👸🏻👸🏻👸🏻
Nevertheless, these pics sum up all documented times I killed it in the urban zone, basically wearing vintage treasures I tracked down in local fairs – both B Town (Bucharest, my residence) and C City (Craiova, my hometown).
2k16 was the year I slayed dragons, untied knots and freed myself from other people’s bullsh*t in order to step into all my senses (I have 7 – Magic is a part of it).
My individuality became clearer and louder and my fashion choices naturally followed the path of Spiritual Greatness by keeping feminity at reach.
The reason I put so much emphasis on spiritual matters is what brought me here, living my life so gracefully. 👑👑👑
Progress begins from inside your soul – elevate yourselves – that’s what I keep saying! 👁👁👁
P.S. Just look at how the watch dog is checking Mini Me taking this pic lol. 🔮🔮🔮
Who knows? Perhaps in 2k17 I literally get to understand what animals are saying – by now I only got them to listen to me. 💜
Remember the sublimely colorful Maramures tote bag in the first pic? 👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼
Check out Princessa Petra 003 for further styling reference. 🍰
Of course, let’s remember all the good times spent wondering down town in interior design boutiques – the pink man shirt outfit “editorial” is captured in Kare shop in my favorite mall (I don’t support consumerism but I can naturally rationalize which the best location for intelligent shopping is – in other terms, just to make it clear and not to explain myself – Baneasa Shopping City is luxurious, complete and far away – just like me) – in my Caribbean Flower Power “Too Dope For This Sh*t” Look – yes, I slightly talk dirty sometimes – should I more reserved in regards to it? 🐅🐅🐅
No. I am doing exactly what I want, if I want to and how I want to. It’s called freedom of mind! 💃🏻💃🏻💃🏻
Nevertheless, I said I’ll keep this easy and superficial by strictly debating my outfits but I obviously can’t lol.
Once you go far, ain’t no turning back!
By the way, I am actually wearing second hand clothing (I am getting tired of this “vintage” word all over my blog).
Buh-bye! Shy away now =)
Now, let’s get back to Me – QueenP!
Please indulge yourselves into my headless series of selfies, just because I did not have time in my 30 years in the making to closely study my best face pose for it! 🦄🦄🦄
I just make love to the camera, it’s one of my best relationships – you just can’t compete with it! 🌹🌹🌹
Right now, considering the intensity of details composing these outfits, I would like to be excused from laying down all the fabulous items I am wearing – I am a PRO at the Art of Layering.
It honestly can’t get better than this – this is the definition of true styling in 2k17.
See, everyone can pull out an all black outfit and it can look damn amazing, but no one can do what I am doing.
I honestly feel if I get to do the styling for Gucci collections, they would look much more appealing. 💎🎊💎
All that glitz and glitter may shine into your pupils (eyeballs, that is) that you forget about color and texture matching and divine synchronicities.
No, anything does not go well with anything – show me your home school and education, and I will clear the fog out of your perception. Let’s all come into our senses – I got 7! 💜💎💜
Now, to end this looooong blog post properly, this is me slaying on the back street of where my current job is located (no, I do not work in the Fashion industry – who would have thought of that, lol?), just coming out of my 9 2 5 working hours.
Classic but Classy – I always dress my way! 👑👸🏻👑
Yes, I work for the paper I am spending, couldn’t find a rich hubby to “assist” me hahaha.
Imagine my satisfaction when I lay it down like this. 🌹🌹🌹
By the way, a favorite colleague of mine took this pic.
People who don’t have self-awareness issues (or any other type of psychological issues, such as narcissism, the hidden monster of society) do support me! 🎖🎖🎖
This lurex ensemble is 2k15 – Princessa Petra 026 ruling, the bag is fake, of course (I do accept gifts if you want me to wear an original, right now I am more preocupied to find solutions to eradicate poverty and improve the educational system – nobody wants you to be smart or generous, apparently) and I am f*cking killing it!
Thank you 2k16, I have learnt my lessons, you’ve been spectacular for me! 🎊👑🎊👑🎊👑🎊