olive.

the only photo i got from last night is from the bathroom of bläk. the hors d'œuvres were exquisite – as the food at bläk generally is – but limited in number, and although i enjoyed the company of team tiger of sweden until makia's tournament at tiger, i had to leave early for some dinner or the bubbly would have gotten the best of me...

i wore a dress i also grabbed on my last intuitive shopping session at zara: this olive one-shouldered piece of mesh fabulousness is a drapey tummy tucking exercise in itself. although you cannot see, i combined it with westwood pirate boots to give it a more casual edge.

dress by zara, belt as bracelet by h&m, intensive stare by me.