Before, during, and after a parade

I want to be friends with the girl in sneakers, a shopping basket, black skinny sweatpants and a white jacket. Just by describing her, you'd never bet she looks great, but seeing the effect, I'm not going to grab my purse or heels to go to one of these events again.

Now that even 15-year-old girls have a Louis Vuitton bag, I see more and more people who prefer a Goyard. I understand them; it's a brand only a few know, and it doesn't shout from the rooftops "hey, I'm carrying a bag from THAT brand." Plus, they come in many colors, and some have stripes and a kind of medal design that I love. However, they aren't much more affordable, so there's no need to go crazy over what is called "the true French trunk maker."

Once inside, look for a seat, oh, not up there, let's see if I can get a better one by playing dumb in the crowd... With legs like that, they should put her in the front row without a doubt. What legs! Once again, and at the risk of being repetitive, a good pair of legs looks better than two carriages.

A girl with "Un, dos, tres" style glasses that amuse me and a gory gothic Chanel necklace...?

Famous model, I don't remember the name, but she has a nose identical to Christy Turlington, I want one for Christmas

Fiona Ferrer, from the Elite agency (I think), she was on Supermodelo, and that show made me laugh so much, I have to thank her with a photo.

Lomanismo and the man with the floral elbow patches, this time with a fedora. Oh (sigh), I miss the hats I wore all summer, I have to show you a ship captain's hat that made me happy because kids would stop me on the street.

Laura Ponte with a beautiful belt, victim of treacherous transparencies, never mind, she can handle anything

A girl from ELLE magazine who was very nice and watched ALL the shows, well done! Because then there aren't enough accreditations for the people who want to go, and those who have them don't go, that's not right.

Miriam Ocáriz, so kind, confessed to me that she cares a lot about the music for the shows, and this year I almost went out on the dance floor with Vive la Fête.

Too bad about the boots, but this girl named..... (help me complete the names because today I don't even feel like Googling) is very pretty

I always photograph her because I love her style, Julia Martínez from Telva. I tried on identical pants at TopShop and foolishly didn't buy them, panicked that I'd look like a Ferrero Rocher, my mistake.

AFTER
After the show, to the kissing-room, that wonderful place where my sponsor awaits us to toast the occasion (if this happens after every show and there's a show every 1.5 hours... do you understand now how people last all day? Preserved in good quality formaldehyde)

Here they areeeeee... the over-the-knee boots that they insist we'll be wearing this autumn, hmm, if you're under 1.80m, I'd think twice.

My beloved, how beautiful, my companions on Saturday, nothing excites me more than taking someone to Cibeles for the first time; they infect me with their enthusiasm and my adrenaline kicks in to bypass all the endless controls. After this, I'm going to contact Mossad, I think I'd be good at it.

My Sunday companions, hello babes! Those vodkas at siesta time are dangerous

The Consort perfectly exemplifies what to do as soon as you arrive... would you please refill my empty glass?

Kisses and see you tomorrow, Cibeles fan