Marcel Winatschek

Sweatpants, Cheese, No Regrets

Half the city is at Berlin Fashion Week right now, standing in the rain for two hours because some award show didn’t bother to check the logistics. I’m at home in sweatpants eating baked cheese with chili sausages and playing GTA 5. The reason I’m not at Fashion Week is, honestly, pretty simple—and I feel nothing but peace about it.