five days of work, one whole day to play...

saturday, saturday, saturday, it was a saturday...

i spent last week organizing my mom's 70th bday which meant browsing cookbooks, searching for fresh ingredients, prepping and baking. on friday night a car packed with people, dogs and food changed location towards the west coast. on saturday everything was in order, the cake (among other delishes) was ready and we had a pleasant event amongst closest family and friends.

but there were other parties needing our attendance and attention.

guess opened a new store at kamppi shopping centre, and we paid a brief visit. my last guess experience was rather uninspiring: a suffocatingly packed lux club with warm flutes of cheap sweet sparkling did not impress. fortunately, this time around the sparkling was cold, dry and there was plenty going around.

while rare individual garments from guess could find their place in my closet, most of the stuff is way too trashy for my taste. i have always liked their sultry advertisements, but quite honestly, the tanorexic, cheap hair extension ornamented crowd of hoochie mama chicks was worse than i expected: it seems trailer trash look is something quite a few local guess aficionados aspire to...

off to tavastia we went to the vip party of adidas 60 years of soles and stripes. the decor was well put together from the blue lit entrance to the jackets hanging from the rails. again an environment i don't feel entirely at home in: sportswear ain't my thang and it's been a while since i skateboarded and listened to hip hop. i did try my best to look the part and i wore my originals' shell from 2004. more importantly i enjoyed the bar and the skateboarding, but was rather unimpressed by the hip hop acts on stage after the doors opened for public. not my scene... anymore, that is.

i did meet a bona fide style goddess of the night, though. this girl had a huge "cc" chanel logo made out of legos hanging from her neck: ultimate cool! you go girl!


we continued to a surprise bday party of a friend and sacrificed my white tank top to dionysian pleasures of the red kind. this song kept playing in my head, like it used to in my days of de la soul...