No Greener Pastures

From my holiday home in the South West of France it is not too far to Spain. Every now and then I pamper myself with a weekend trip to Barcelona.

The green outfit from Skunkfunk I brought home last time is nearly a camouflage in my rural French surroundings immersed in all shades of green as they are.

The Spaniards always get it right. Be it Zara, Mango, Disigual or Skunkfunk. They seem to have the winning formula.

In the German translation of My Fair Lady Eliza Doolittle sang right that:

Es grünt so grün, wenn Spaniens Blüten blühen (The rain in Spain...)


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