I wanted to talk about how much a single item of clothing can hold such meaning to a person. For me, this top is a story all by itself. It reminds me of my summer spent in Italy and how I bought it on the very first day there because I related to the quote on it, and an hour later I stained it with Nutella gelato from Sottozero. Later on, this top bas my go to cover up for the cold nights spent on the bus from every trip we took back to our apartment (because stupid me didn't bring a jacket). So, where ever I went, this little striped 3/4 lenght sleeve top went with me. My point is, we all have some pieces of clothing that hold memories, whether those are good or bad. If you have something like that, share it with me in the comments!
Photos: Fabulous Is Freedom (before she left me for Ljubljana)