Pearls 

This one is easy. I want to share with you my attempts to create an outfit out of nothing.

Who knows me well could tell I’m not quite a country girl. So when the time came for me to climb a very steep Stairway to Heaven (which is literally the name of the beautiful and yet shabby flight of stairs leading to the very top of a hill in old Heidelberg), I found myself with no appropriate clothes, for I was not at home and had no access to my wardrobe in its holeness. So I dug my old Timberlands out of the suitcase, which I – thank God – happened to have packed by blind chance earlier, and borrowed my boyfriend’s wool jumper. And I followed my old principle: don’t know what to wear? wear pearls. The following is what came out of it.