“What the...this is incredible!”, he said with breathless agitation, his voice hitching. I didn‘t see what he saw, so the exclamation hung in the empty virtual space between us for a moment inexplicably, but then I had a hunch and I stepped to the window only to see the sudden, delightful transformation of the streets: it was snowing from the perfect grey cloud that kept hovering over the city in the afternoon. Still pressing the phone to my ear I opened the window with one hand and touched the blissfully cold, glistening snow with my fingertips and the world snapped back in focus. The sound of early evening traffic was real, the cold air was real, the snow, already melting upon the touch of my warm hands was real. “It is snowing in Hamburg, it really is snowing”, he announced solemnly and I kept looking at the lights and the flurry of snow with silent adoration. And I shook my head and sighed, certain that all of this was a sign.
Werbung • back in Hamburg but still in #mbfw mood. 📸💙 wearing @ghospell dress. #ghospellgirls
Was eine Woche! So viel ist passiert, die letzten vier Tage sind quasi wie im Flug vergangen. 🙈 Aber auch dieses Mal war es wieder wahnsinnig inspirierend und ich bin voller Ideen und Motivation für neue Mode und Projekte, die ich in Zukunft umsetzen möchte. Also: stay tuned. 💋💋