Apparently, purchasing the David Koma for TopShop belt became an object to laugh about by my mother and my sister (with a cooperation on my part. self humor. good to use it from while to while) that from now on I will be delayed in every security check when I'm wearing what seem to look like a bullets belt. even my grandpa got all interest in my outfit (which is not such an usual event) asking me all those handyman's questions like what kind of metal was used for my belt and so.
On one typical Israeli winter day (sunny, bright and dry), wearing my light blue tights (which gave me the look of a person who suffer from hypothermia. so no, it's just the tights. I'm fine thank you)and my brother denim button shirt, that he used to wear on his third year to life, or something close to that (the sleeves are not sophisticatedly designed as half sleeves) and armed with my equipped belt I went to hit the anemones filled. So maybe it's not the most appropriate accessorize to a filled trip but in my defiance I would say that it was a spontaneous stop on our way back from Tel Aviv and I think that I covered on this nature misfit belt with my nature friend flower backpack.