Zara denim shorts, Isabel Marant belt, Miu Miu shirt, Chloe bag, Stella McCartney sunglasses, Apriati cords and ring.
Let me swing among those stars…I know it’s a traumatic experience to hear me singing but I’m in seventh heaven folks. In just 11 hours I’ll be literally up in the air, flying for my vacations. Even thought waking up at 2:30 in the morning simultaneously means two dark heavy bags under my eyes, I don’t really give a shit. After all these McCartneys know how to hide…