Edita wears | 5 Things About Me That Don’t Match My Appearance

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Dress: H&M, Heels: Clarks, Bag: Cavalli
Images: Tina Muller

Let’s get right into this. Apparently, my personality does not correspond with my appearance. How do I know this?

Because I often hear this sentence: Oh? But you don’t look like someone who’d like that.

It’s interesting that I’d have to look a certain way to be into the stuff that I am into. I’ll let you be the judge.

Does The Girl in the Pictures Above Look Like Someone Who:

  1. Loves horror movies. This is my favourite movie genre. Ain’t nobody got time for rom-coms, it’s hauntings or slashers that I add to my must-watch list.
  2. Watches serial killer documentaries & listens to true crime podcasts. I probably watched them all. The psychology behind these is so fascinating, Can’t stop, won’t stop.
  3. Listens to Pink Floyd, Aphex Twin, King Crimson, Tool, Moonspell, Cult of Luna among some dad rock bands. Yes, that is the music I love. I think I’d feel way more at home at a metal festival, rather than a mainstream one.
  4. Laughs all the time, to a point that my cheeks get numb and I need to massage them to regain control over those facial muscles. This is something that a lot of people get really surprised about when they meet me in real life. I am told I look a bit aloof on photos. I guess I am a true-life Jekyll and Hyde. Or Victoria Beckham.
  5. Can watch Scooby Doo cartoons all day. Sounds like my fave kinda day.

Has anyone ever said this to you? If so, what do you get up to that’s soo not consistent with your appearance?

Edita reads | Mario Valentino by Ornella Cirillo

Mario Valentino book review

Mario Valentino book review

Mario Valentino book review

Mario Valentino book review

Mario Valentino book review

Mario Valentino book review

Mario Valentino book review

Mario Valentino book review

Mario Valentino book review

Mario Valentino book review

Mario Valentino book review

Mario Valentino book review

Mario Valentino book review

Mario Valentino book review

Mario Valentino book review

Mario Valentino book review

Is Mario Valentino THE Valentino? You know, Valentino Valentino. Or is he a different Valentino? Is he maybe a rip-off Valentino? Or is he the Valentino from the catwalks? Also, what is this Valentino by Mario Valentino? If it’s Valentino Valentino, how come it’s so cheap?

These are legit questions, everyone.

Consumers are struggling to know the difference between Mario Valentino and Valentino Garavani. One of the reasons for this is that Valentino Garavani has become THE brand on par with Chanel, Dior, Gucci and Prada in terms of desirability, while Mario Valentino has become… forgotten. A catastrophe for a designer who reinvented the stiletto, pushed leather craftsmanship to new heights, worked with names such as Versace and Ferragamo, and actually started his business way before Valentino. The latter being the brand of the bag you’d want to own today.

Mario Valentino was born in Naples and took over the shoe business his father started building. Known already for their craftsmanship, the family-owned business had commissions from royalty, celebrities – even Jackie O’ was partial to a pair of Mario Valentinos. At the peak of the designer’s career, not only supermodels including Naomi and Verushka were wearing his stilettos, Helmut Newton was photographing his high-heeled shoes, bringing to us something we all now refer to as shoe porn. For Mario, it all started with a coral sandal concept that has landed his design the cover of Vogue, shared with a Cartier high jewellery piece. International fame followed which allowed the design house to explore connections between art and fashion. Besides, even the likes of Andy Warhol were keen on Mario Valentino leather goods. Andy’d look damn good in a pair of beautiful shoes as he’d walk through The Factory.

Mario passed away in 1991. In some way, so did the unique selling point of the design house. The business was left to the family but not much else is now known about the brand. The interest has come back ever so slightly about Mario Valentino as a lot of bags have started popping up with a Valentino logo, leaving consumers confused yet hopeful that they were buying a Valentino Garavani bag for a scandalously cheap price.

But alas.

The aforementioned low-cost bags are something of a revival of the Mario Valentino brand. Some would argue that it is a poor attempt at banking on confusing consumers and leading them to purchase goods with a hope they are something the are not. A sad, sad state of affairs considering Mario Valentino is a genuine legend when it comes to leather craftsmanship and innovation.

But it’s not all bad news – keen-eyed vintage lovers may be able to find a Mario Valentino gem in vintage outlets. If you are not that lucky, don’t worry, the book photographed for this review is a celebration of the Mario Valentino brand, complete with artistic references, sketches, Helmut Newton photography and quotes from Mario himself.

For fashion lovers, fashion historians and fans of Mario Valentino this book is a must-have. It’s a biography, diary, and most importantly a well-researched bible of Mario’s work. It celebrates the rise, and allows us space to discover the fall for ourselves. When it comes to Mario Valentino, I wouldn’t have it any other way.

Get your copy of Mario Valentino: A History of Fashion, Design and Art by Ornella Cirillo here.

Edita wears | Warmer Days

fashion blogger in hermes scarf, christian louboutin flats

fashion blogger in hermes scarf, christian louboutin flats

fashion blogger in hermes scarf, christian louboutin flats

fashion blogger in hermes scarf, christian louboutin flats

fashion blogger in hermes scarf, christian louboutin flats

fashion blogger in hermes scarf, christian louboutin flats

fashion blogger in hermes scarf, christian louboutin flats

fashion blogger in hermes scarf, christian louboutin flats

fashion blogger in hermes scarf, christian louboutin flats

fashion blogger in hermes scarf, christian louboutin flats

fashion blogger in hermes scarf, christian louboutin flats

fashion blogger in hermes scarf, christian louboutin flats

fashion blogger in hermes scarf, christian louboutin flats

Blazer and Relaxed Fit Jeans: c/o Simply Be, Slippers: Christian Louboutin, Scarf: Hermes, Bag: Chanel, Top: Lacoste
Images by Ahmed Fayed

Welcoming warmer weather in the city is never easy for me. I’d much rather be by the sea or getting lost somewhere in woodlands, finding ponds for my dog to jump into. Okay, okay. For me. For me to jump into.

However, we can’t have It all. For those of us with full time jobs, there are a few things we can do to embrace the warmer weather on office days.

  1. Lunch on the grass. I work in a part of London where there’s almost no green at all, more like a concrete jungle. However, after a number of “let’s explore what’s out there” lunches, we finally found two green patches in church courtyards. Surrounded by the majestic architecture of these historical churches, lunches outside suddenly became a tradition during warmer days. They make a massive difference! Morale’s up, vitamin D uptake is up, suddenly everything is going to be okay.
  2. On your way to the office, leave the tube a station early and walk. Enjoy the warm sun rays touching your face in the morning (after popping on some SPF of course). This has an added bonus: burn calories, burn.
  3. Go see a street performance, open air theatre or cinema. Imagine this – a beautiful Friday, work is done, and you are off to enjoy a film or play – there’s a light breeze, it’s not too hot, not too cold. Just perfect. Oh, and add a glass of chilled bubbly. Now it’s perfect.
  4. Hello, rooftop bar. Another popular after work activity is looking down at the city as the warm sun sets. Beautiful you, beautiful view. Cheers to that!
  5. Find an outdoor swimming pool or lido in the city. On a hot day, you’ll be so happy you decided to do this.
  6. As soon as the weekend hits, I vote: train, bus or car to the nearest beach! Let’s go!

Edita reports | Galvin at the Athenaeum Review

Edita Reviews Galvin At The Athenaeum

Edita Reviews Galvin At The Athenaeum

Edita Reviews Galvin At The Athenaeum

Edita Reviews Galvin At The Athenaeum

Edita Reviews Galvin At The Athenaeum

Edita Reviews Galvin At The Athenaeum

Edita Reviews Galvin At The Athenaeum

Edita Reviews Galvin At The Athenaeum

Edita Reviews Galvin At The Athenaeum

Edita Reviews Galvin At The Athenaeum

Edita Reviews Galvin At The Athenaeum

Edita Reviews Galvin At The Athenaeum

Edita Reviews Galvin At The Athenaeum

Edita Reviews Galvin At The Athenaeum

Have you heard of the Galvin brothers? They are Michelin starred chefs, and owners of Galvin Restaurants, which spread across Greater London, Edinburgh and Dubai – with a private dining option if you’re on the market for one of those.

Whilst I wasn’t on the private dining market (one day!), I was lucky enough to be invited to review the experience of dining in one of the Galvin restaurants, mainly Galvin at the Athenaeum in London’s Piccadilly.

I really was keen to find out what the vibe was like, and I am not going to lie – I pre-planned what I wanted to order. Yep, I was one of those pretending to choose as if I didn’t download a PDF Menu on the train and didn’t know what I wanted. Oh I knew. I knew. I knew the crab lasagne would be making an appearance on my table. But let’s start at the beginning.

Buzzed by the very refreshing and light prosecco, I waited for my crab lasagne while my date ordered the deep fried whitebait & tartar sauce (£7.50). This was mainly because I banned ordering the same dishes as me. As soon as my lasagne of Dorset crab, nantais butter sauce (£15.50) arrived, I dived right in. The minimal but beautiful blend of homemade lasagne and the butter sauce elevated the crab flavour to a genuinely triumphant level. It was the dish I came have. Could something on the menu beat this? Actually, could anything in my life ever beat this?

The whitebait & tartar sauce was a great starter, but it couldn’t be compared to the starter this restaurant is famous for. In retrospect, I’d probably pair the whitebait with an artisan beer, but on this occasion we happily had the Sauvignon Blanc (Vini Stocco, Friuli, Italy, 2016) which left us in a very happy place.

For our mains we had yellowfin tuna burger, Asian sesame slaw & avocado (£21.50) and Rose county beef rib eye, chips & green peppercorn butter (£28.00). The steak won this round, hands down. Accompanied by the classic Bordeaux (Terre Rouge, Dom. Bonnet, 2016), this was the main dish that made my date talk less and eat more. That’s how you know the food is good – silence at the table, despite a plethora of topics we could be discussing. The tuna burger was fragrant and I enjoyed the avocado twist (who wouldn’t enjoy an avocado twist?), yet I found myself eating everything apart from the bread it was in. I felt it dulled down the flavour and made the burger quite dry, which could work for some, but not for others. To add some moisture back, I sipped on the Galvin Bourgogne Chardonnay (2015), which was a beautiful addition to my very sea-themed meal.

But the time had come to sweeten the deal. After asking the waiter to wait a good 20 minutes before serving the dessert (I couldn’t speak, couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think – that’s how full I was), we ordered the apple tarte Tatin, & cider brandy cream (£7.50) and blood orange cheesecake & poached Yorkshire rhubarb (£8). The cheesecake reinvigorated all of my taste buds and left me feeling light and refreshed. The tarte Tatin was brilliant, but I’d advise having it in autumn or winter. It’s much richer, so when it is cold outside, it will hit all the right notes.

Speaking of the right notes – the service at the Galvin was exceptional. The staff made us feel relaxed as if we entered a spa, and that’s how they will make you feel when you visit, which I’d highly recommend you do asap. No, but seriously, you must! The menu is very reasonably priced, and you will get a truly luxury service, without leaving with empty pockets. In London, that is a rarity. I almost regret publishing this review, as I’d love to keep Galvin a secret to myself!

Thank you to the Galvin at the Athenaeum for giving me an opportunity to review your dishes. I was not paid for this – my review is honest.