Those summer nights where the only thing we feel is the sand beneath your feet. Those evenings spent to dress-up ourselves. Not for anyone in particular. Those evenings when we want to be fabulous just for us.
Those evenings spent with girl friends. Those evenings where for a moment we are nothing else than women around a table eating without thinking about the diet, laughing, telling our stories and talking about ourselves. Those evenings where we only want dancing. Dance till the moment that our feet hurt.
Those evenings that regenerate us for throughout the new week ahead, although the day after we just want to sleep or stay lying on the couch. Nearly deaf because we danced all the time attached to the speakers! (Genius!)
Honestly, I love those girl nights out!
Camilla And Marc leopard skirt
Zara black top
Calvin Klein belt