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Christine Centenera

Current (always) inspiration: A few of my favorite silhouettes from Harper's Bazaar Australia Fashion Editor, Christine Centenera. Seriously need a tour through her wardrobe.

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FASHION SNAG said…
Love the dress outfit the most!

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Romy said…
i like the dress so much! but i wouldn´t have worn that fur coat with these clothes, i would have choosen some more grunch and rokie..

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Peace!
Unknown said…
she is gorgeous

KeepItFvncy,
M.E.
Allison said…
Le sigh - too gorgeous for words. So many celebs who I would just die if I could go through their their closets, and Christine is no exception!
M said…
i love her style!!!
so beautiful
kisses
maru
love those pictures

xoxo,
F

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Anonymous said…
can't wait to see you wear these..you can pull her style off easily. you remind me of her too!
Liana said…
wow she has such amazing style! that fur coat is amazing...and i love that dress!
Lauren said…
Great style!
Lauren said…
Great style!
Rosa creativa said…
Shes gorgeous... amazing fur coat with exercise pants its just creative :) I love it
xx
Rosa


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Jenna M. said…
Love the 3rd one!

I'm a new follower of your blog and would love it if you'd take a look at mine. :)

Style Explosion
oh i love it, espeically the first look
sweet said…
love the dress and the middle outfit...so gorgeous!!!

Kisses
Sweet
PensandLens
Alex said…
I know you love those sweatpants in the first picture, babe. ;)
Fashion Tidbits said…
isn't she fantastic???!! i love her shoe collection
¡oh ,blondes! said…
nice bloggggggggggggggg!!

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