ALIX of BOHEMIA

THE GYPSY TAILOR

72 HOURS: HOPPING WITH POPPY

Alix Verley PietrafesaComment
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SO WE'RE SORRY.

THIS IS LIKE, A REALLY LONG AND EPIC STORY.

WE'RE ALSO SORRY BECAUSE THIS STORY HOLDS AN INORDINATE AMOUNT OF SELIFES, MOSTLY DOCUMENTING OUR LOVE AFFAIR WITH OUR ALIX OF BOHEMIA POPPY ROMPER, WHERE WE WEAR HER IN CARS, IN CITIES, ON TRAINS, AND BOATS, AND TO TWO DIFFERENT BEACHES (BUT THE SAME OCEAN, GET IT?).

 

SO IF YOU DECIDED TO STAY WITH US, LETS ROLL THE TAPE BACK AND SEE HOW WE GOT HERE. 

IT STARTED LAST WEEK, LIKE ANY OTHER DAY IN BOHEMIA. WE WOKE:

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AND WE REALISED WE REALLY DIDN'T HAVE ANYTHING TO WEAR. WE NEEDED THE BEST COSTUME FOR THE DAY, (AS EDIE BOUVIER BEALE WOULD SAY)

SO WE MADE A RED ROMPER, AND CALLED HER 'POPPY'

(FOR OBVIOUS REASONS, WE THINK):

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AND THEN WE REALISED, WE WERE LIKE, TOTALLY SUPPOSED TO BE IN THE CITY TODAY. TO MEET ONE OF OUR NEAREST AND DEAREST FROM VERY FAR AWAY. 

SO WE GOT IN A CAR, WHICH NATURALLY MATCHED OUR OUTFIT OF THE DAY

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WE LANDED SOMEWHERE IN THE WEST VILLAGE. WE HAVE A TERRIBLE SENSE OF DIRECTION, BUT THE HIPSTER BIKES WERE KIND OF A DEAD GIVEAWAY.

WE CHANGED FOR DINNER. 

TRANSLATION: WE PUT THE ALIX OF BOHEMIA RIVERA COAT ON TOP OF THE ROMPER.

THEN STOOD IN A TOILE ROOM FOR A SELFIE.

THIS IS ONE OF OUR FAVOURITE PEOPLE,

WHOM WE CALL THE 'INDIAN AUDREY HEPBURN':

FUN NIGHT.

THE NEXT DAY, THE HEADLINES INDICATED OUR ITINERARY.

WE WERE BEACH BOUND.

SO WE TOOK THAT ROMPER ON A TRAIN, OUT OF THERE. 

WE GOT KIND OF BORED, SO WE TOOK A SERIES OF DISTRESSED SELFIES IN THE TRAIN LOO. 

WE KNOW, WE KNOW, WE'RE TOTALLY CHIC.

AFTER A FAIR AMOUNT OF SHENANIGANS, WE LANDED BY THE WATER:

DECIDED TO GET OUR FEET WET. WE HAD TO RUN AN ERRAND-

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WE SIMPLY HAD TO ACCESSORIZE CORRECTLY FOR OUR NEXT LOCATION.

WE MADE LIKE DUCHAMP AND FOUND SOME STUFF:

AND THEN MADE LIKE DALI, TO MAKE CRUSTACEANS CHIC AGAIN:

EARRINGS FOR POPPY!

SATISFIED WITH OUR ENSEMBLE, WE BOARDED THE BOAT.

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TO MEET THE REST OF THE PACK ON THE ISLAND.

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IT WAS A SHITTY DAY IN PARADISE, YOU MIGHT SAY.

WE WERE MOSTLY UNIVERSALLY JAZZED TO BE THERE:

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JUST IN CASE THERE WAS A QUESTION, WE WERE STILL WEARING POPPY.

AND BECAUSE WE BATHE DAILY IN ACQUA DI PARMA, SHE WAS STILL SMELLING FRESH AS A DAISY. 

THEN IT WAS BEACHTIME.

BUSTER AND GOB (OR THE BROTHERS BOHEMIA, AS YOU PREFER) LED THE WAY:

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WE GOT SCHOOLED IN THE PROPER BEACH FOOTWEAR:

SUEDE TOD'S:

IN THE WATER, OUT OF THE WATER. 

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BACK IN THE POPPY, TO HAVE DINNER WITH PAPA.

IT WAS FATHER BOHEMIA'S BIRTHDAY!

IT WAS KIND OF A LOT OF JUMPING AROUND FOR THESE OLD BOHEMIAN BONES. WE'RE OVERWHELMED AND VERY TIRED.

BUT THATS KIND OF HOW WE ROLL.

GO BIG OR GO HOME:

YOU DIGGING POPPY AS MUCH AS US? 

YOU CAN ORDER YOUR OWN FOR YOUR FINE SELF:

SHE'S COTTON AND COMES IN S, M, L

$380.00

LATER BABES! OFF TO SOAK UP SOME RAYS.