This past week has been torrid, with a day job that requires total greatness of effort, followed by romancing with my over-due collection and my love affair in social media. Keeping up and staying lustrous has certainly an obscure sortie, but there’s always a way to achieve it while neutralizing the look thru over-sized tweed pea-coat over a normal camouflage shirt both from United Colors of Benetton. But the grungy looking Rick Owens in metallic washed jeans gave an illusion of doomed utopia -rustic and tenacious. And to think I had been walking and standing and walking and standing the whole day, this Rick Owens boots serves as the central station of my escapade, lingering my weight and balance. How’s that for a day, a total recall while sipping a juice of tylenol in bed. Goodnight Dubai!