phaedra is my name.

after spending the entire week inside, on the couch, feeling like the end is nigh, i decided to collect my rotten body and visit a couple of events.

the first was the opening of "venice – the feast of mask" at sinebrychoff art museum. i was mostly drawn to the photos by artist professor marjukka vainio and photographer carl-gustav hagström that were stupendously rich and inviting. i solemnly swore to visit venice again – it's been almost two decades since i was there last.

the second was the party for stefan lindfors's 25th anniversary as a designer and artist. the place was busy and the crowd was pleasantly mixed. i had my glass of wine, enjoyed some mingling and the programme, and came back home to sleep.

let me tell you: going out amongst people felt really, really refreshing. i also wanted to wear something a little less casual and ordinary – just because i've been in pj's all week. the soft sheen of velvet felt properly festive and despite the limited length of the dress, my aching body was warm and cosy.


dress and booties by zara, belt by h&m, tights by wolford, earrings from a street vendor in manhattan, bracelets by jimmy choo for h&m and absolut vodka.