After a well documented euro-trample, I’m finally home and dry.
This not-yet-released biker jacket, I smuggled into my case after a whip around the Lindex HQ in Stockholm.
A souvenir if you will of my sartorial enlightenment in Scandi land – one I’ll no doubt get around to documenting once I’ve unpacked.
And granted, though she’s not THE emblematic Acne Studios version, she’s a tribute to the street-styling Swedes and their enviable I-woke-up-like-this sensibility.
So cool. *Sigh.