Pink colored balloons...one of my favorite things

It's been terribly cold this weekend. My recipe to face it with a bit of grace has been:
  • A daily ampoule of "Germinal Acción Inmediata", which is the only truly effective cosmetic miracle to brighten facial skin.
  • Listening to this song non-stop, which inspires the look and makes me sing at the top of my lungs as if I were in the middle of the Alps: My favourite things
  • Covering my head with hats and wrapping scarves and shawls around my neck.

  • Keeping my feet well wrapped up, much to my chagrin, setting aside pretty shoes and resorting to Uggs. In my opinion, there's no more hideous shoe, but it's impossible for even an electric blanket tied to my feet to generate more heat.

  • And... BUYING PINK HELIUM BALLOONS!!! They instantly provide happiness and a good skin tone. There's a store in Madrid where they inflate them for you, and it's wonderful to walk through the city with the balloons floating.

It was terribly cold this weekend so what I did to try to survive with some style was cover my head, my feet and...buy myself some pink ballons!!! It all was inspired by the song "My favourite things" by Julie Andrews. Call me corny but it gets me in a good mood when a dance around the house singing it, or even better screming it.

Botas / Boots: Ugg
Vestido / Dress: Comptoir des cotonniers
Medias / Tights: Comptoir des cotonniers


Sombrero / Hat: Anthropologie
Pañuelo / Scarf: Le Bon Marché



Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens,
bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens,

brown paper packages tied up with strings,
these are a few of my favorite things.

Cream colored ponies and crisp apple strudels,
door bells and sleigh bells and schnitzel with noodles.
Wild geese that fly with the moon on their wings.
these are a few of my favorite things.
Girls in white dresses with blue satin sashes,
snowflakes that stay on my nose and eyelashes ,

silver white winters that melt into springs,
these are a few of my favorite things.
When the dog bites, when the bee stings,
when I'm feeling sad,
I simply remember my favorite things,
and then I don't feel so baaaaaaad

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