Boots, denim & t-shirt Saint laurent/ headscarf Acne

Photos by Jordan Makarof.

“Airheads” propel prepare yourselves. It’s major and you’ll see it coming. Don’t ever tell me that I haven’t alerted you. I’ve even used awareness posters of myself to do so….
Well my big, proud, forehead is particularly happy for that tiny, little adjustment. Not that its nuclear physics nor a crazy stroke of genius. Just the pair of my scarf’s ends, shamelessly popping out of my midforehead knot, et voila. I’ve been propelled. I simply, endlessly love it.

Tom Wood rings/ Saint Laurent boots / Isabel Marant leather pants(and here)/ Saint Laurent shirt/Lanvin bracelet  (available at LuisaWorld)
Photo by Jordan Makarof.

Lather, rinse, repeat. In an effort to copy myself, this post could surely be an ode to my favorite color triplet. Yes it could. To your own surprise it’s not! Instead of glorying my uncharacteristic attraction to the depicted color-combo I prefer to speak about results.  And every poll has(sometimes confusing) results. Remember? Let the numbers speak:

23%  of you believe that I shouldn’t change anything.

10% that I should combine Zara, H&M etc, pieces with my outfits more oftain.

23% to add beauty, travel, workout posts.

5% to smile more.

The rest 39% of you just don’t read my posts. You love my photos though.:)

Well…when your parenting advice also urges major teeth exposure, you just have to obey to your mama…cause mom insists knows best.? And there surely will be some beauty/travel posts in the near future. Particularly my personal make-up theory is simple yet well-tested. As for the rest 10% of you, I can only promise that: StyleHeroine will continue to stay truthful to my own style. And I personally believe that style is not oriented by tags or brands. I’m not a product seller, I’m only a story-teller and my stories have no boundaries. From H&M to Isabel Marant, I have mixed them countless of times and I’ll continue to, as long as there’s a pretty ending.

One thing is for sure. You’ll only see the best of me.

Balenciaga wedges(and in black)
Photo by Jordan Makarof.

Alexander Wang Aline sandals(the short heel version)/Celine bag/Glasssing sunglasses/Acne t-shirt/Balenciaga skirt(also available at Balenciaga Boutique Athens)
Photos by Jordan Makarof.

Many thanks to Media Strom for providing us its industrial complex for the shoot.

I love to hear your cyber voice. I really,really do. And even if there’s always a chance, a tiny little one, that I’ll be the moron who while initially asks for your opinion ends up doing nothing, I have to do it.  So here we go: What would you like to change in this blog? Is there something more you’d like to share with you? Let’s talk about it. We have all the time in the world. Well?

Glassing sunglasses/ Isabel Marant tunic(check out the top)/Balenciaga jacket/Ca&Lou bracelet (available at Freeshop)
Photos by Jordan Makarof.
Hey, hey.
How are you people? Have you survived the latest solar eclipse? Yes? That’s cool. No? Even cooler. Haven’t you heard that times of great difficulty are times of great inspiration. It’s true. Been there.
Me, your usual suspect, obviously did (survived) and returned uncontrollably chatty to a usual muted post. Because “details” are “speechless”. You should have known by now. So, I confess, I’m having a whole new uncharacteristic obsession with laces lately. On shoes, on pants, on blouses, on dresses. Everywhere. Though I do have a rather intimate relationship with the daring lace-up fronts. Gimme full frontal restrained exposure and I’ll sell my soul cat hmmmmm apartment! And I’m really, really afraid to google it…What? Aspiring masochist? Ai ai ai ai….

Tom Wood rings/ Balenciaga heels/Current Elliott shorts/ Glassing sunglasses/
Shine sweater/Maison Martin Margiela bag/CA&LOU bracelet
(available at Freeshop)
Photos by Jordan Makarof.

Many thanks to Media Strom for providing us its industrial complex for the shoot.

The heck with it! I’m getting the return ticket. To Aussie’s lala hot-land, please. In simple english: devilishly destructed denim shorts and an uncharacteristic urge to get a sun kissed tanned skin. Because you haven’t heard? If you can’t be from down under at least you could pretend to. I don’t really know if it’s the unexpected, welcomed though, heat wave that cuckoo-ed my previous post’s logic but my limbs are obviously overexposed again. And because this blog’s intentions are only in your best interest, it’s about time to share with you my biggest bronzing-secret. Clarins Delicious Self-Tan that is…Honestly guys I would better go pale than use a solarium so practically half of my skin’s tone is a result of that little wonder. I only use it only on my body and it blends in really, really well. Plus no streaking, no stains, NOT ORANGE!!! The other half is just…..genes! Glorious, occasionally awkward, Greek genes!