"Yes. Yes I can have mother fucking gelato Messina for breakfast"
And off she went at 10:30am in the morning to the Messina store with a smile on her face to only be confronted with a closed sign. It turned out Messina doesn't cater for breakfast. Now you would presume that any respectable person would just go back home in defeat but no, not this girl. She was determined to stake it out and wait for Messina to open. That's real love.
Why am I retelling this story? Well I feel like I can draw lots of parallels between her story and my own predicament. And no its not my constant craving for Messina. It is however my insatiable hunger for everything and anything Serpent and the Swan. Having recently gone to their press showings, I literally hashtag totes died at their hashtag totes ah-mazzzing collection. And this wasn't the first time.
Serpent and the Swan are one of those labels that no amount of high resolution photos could really reflect the quality of the garments. All the amazing things, the small, subtle details are easily missed when you can't feel the material and inspect the garments up close in person.
|Serpent and the Swan North Sea Shirt|
It's a very very incredible cool print shirt that's on a raw silk that doesn't look or feel like silk but more like boiled wool or some other very rare ultra luxe material that you will never see in Supre.
And if you are like "OMG IT'S SO NICE BUT IT'S A GUYS SHIRT I CAN NEVER WEAR IT" well its labelled as "unisex" so shut up and just wear it. Like I do! And there's a bag to match!
I actually still can't get over how amazing it is. I think I'm going to need a Messina to calm me down. Or two.