Dressed up in Venice

Are you all bored by my Venice pictures? Because I cannot get enough of them. There were a few thousand pictures shot, and though there are favorutes among them I can find something new every time.

As I mentioned in the earlier post, there is somthing magical going to the carnival all dressed up.

Compared to many dresses, mine was more simple, less spectacular, but I loved wearing it.

I made the dress last summer, the upper layer, the giornea was lent by my teammate Gizella.

I walked favorite pair of shoes, that was handmade by a hungarian crafstman around in the venetian streets.

My favourite cople.

Mirrored in a window...

Who is lacing whom?

Underneath the renaissance coat, the youngster wore balloon pants and red thights...

After about 30000 steps, by the evening... pretty ired, but happy.