European inspiration

It's been a long time between breathes, to finally be here in the world mecca for fashion design. Backpack in tow and 100s of kilometres sitting , what seems, under my eyeballs. How's a girls supposed to sassy up, but sassy up I did as I set off to explore the aesthetics of this wonderful city, 'Milan' if only I was sporting kinky boots'alas I am suddenly caugght up in the quintisential style of the city. Backpack , doc Martin's, and sarong are the go, cool is as cool does as every nook and cranny is explored from backpackers to luxury accomadation, the people make the place as I set out to dig deep the local people who make this place and set the scene.
I start with the school of fashion how inviting, how welcoming is this place from sitting at the enterance looking at the architecture, I photograph, I draw, I breath and drink deep of the experience, I advocate for this experience and pinch myself and say "how did I get here".