The Sartorialist is in town.

Sometimes you wake up in the morning and all you can think about is how awesome your life is.


You put your favorite shirt on and go with your beloved Milla for a meet&greet with The King of Style and Lord of Bloggers and have a brief but intense talk. You notice the trench and faint.

You, silly girl, get your agenda signed. A new treasure in your bag.

Then, you meet two amazing girls, and take a picture of them taking pictures of you and Milla. Respectively Marie and Emi (make sure to pay their blogs a visit, they are awesome).

Marie has to leave, and you and the girls decide to go for some window shopping around Harajuku.

NOW, STOP READING IF YOU DON'T WANT TO GET AN HEART ATTACK.

You walk back to some remote place near United Arrows where the meet&greet was held, because Hannah needs a veggie burger, and Emi and you crave lemonade. Time goes by, and at some point you just decide to go back home.
This is when a group of three girls walks into Scot Schuman on his way back to United Arrows, and are brave enough to ask him to take a "purikura" (mini-sticker pictures) together. And he says yes. Perfect timing? Destiny? Who knows, and who cares, honestly.
We spent a fair amount of time with him, walking back to Shibuya trough Yoyogi Park, went to Opening Ceremony and finally showed him the infamous 109 mall in Shibuya. We mainly talked about fashion and such, and it was terribly interesting. Mr. Scott is one of those (rare) people you could listen to for hours and hours without getting bored, a real source of inspiration for me and thousands of fashion craving human beings.

Absolutely priceless. April 24th is now The Sartorialist Day, on my calendar.
Emi got some pictures on her blog of our stroll, so check it out.

End of the story. Start breathing again.