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August 17, 2015

Valencia and Andalusia

I always enjoy visiting Spain, perhaps it’s the colonial connection to the Philippines, or the fabulously laid-back siesta culture.  How I wish I could’ve spent more time in Valencia, with its sleepy streets and the most perfect oranges ever.  There was a certain haze all over Andalusia—Granada, Sevilla, Cordoba; spending a few days in the three major cities of the region was like stepping into a sweaty Sunday afternoon novel where the sun glowed red, and everyone made passionate love, and nobody got anything done.  Also, I’m convinced that all Spanish food is laced with melatonin.

Grandma's house in Valencia

Grandma’s house in Valencia

tailor-made shirt, COS jeans, Vans

tailor-made shirt, COS jeans, Vans

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the cathedral in Seville

the cathedral in Seville

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jamon Iberico

jamon Iberico

palace gardens in Cordoba

palace gardens in Cordoba

Seville Parasol

Seville Parasol

the Alhambra

the Alhambra

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tailor-made tunic, Ines de la Fressange x Uniqlo pants, Dries van Noten espadrilles

tailor-made tunic, Ines de la Fressange x Uniqlo pants, Dries van Noten satin espadrilles

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Granada

Granada

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