A fair amount of my belongings suits a "me" that has nothing in common with the actual "me" that I am. Sounds complicated? I let the pictures speak for themselves.
All the items pictured below have been gifts in one way or the other.
|not me (I would not mind the consercative Loden, but it's impossible to wear while riding a bike)|
|not me (if only my friends would marry more frequently)|
|not me (table ware for a very romantic couple)|
|unfortunately not me|
Let me show you some more eyecandy, since this cuff is such a nice vintage gem:
|there is "me" -> in the background, the leg wearing grey trackpants. haha|
As a consequence I've developed a
|"me", to my surprise ("Balade en Berline")|
40 years ago I loved to hide under my mothers cape (1st photo) during cold winter days, while we were waiting for the train. Like penguins, maybe.
Happy Autumn Season!