It's weird how certain pieces still connect me to strong memories. I got this dress in La Jolla, California in 2016 and I remember the girl who helped me pick it out was so pleasant and professional...I remember how her manners were in such stark contrast to the eurotrash lady who rushed me out of her store that I visited just a moment before as I was looking for souvenirs of my first trip to California (the flimsy bralette I purchased in haste to prove I wasn't some black lady coming to steal I ended up wearing once and discarding a short time after). The luxe fabric still makes me feel like I'm on vacation even though I can't see that happening anytime soon.
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