College Crush resurfaced after eight years of absence. In related news, High School Crush ate 45 minutes of my time in, ehm, blissfully senseless chitchat, thus substantiating eleven years' worth of daydreams. Old crushes die hard.
Too bad College Crush now dons the robe and High School crush is, well, "in a relationship." (Not with me, obviously. Spell ampalaya.)
I hate you. Both of you. Gah.
But anyway, thank you for the giddy.
(Top--Giordano. Skirt--Harrison's. Leopard print scarf--Mango. Oxford shoes--Gibi. Necklace--St. James Bazaar)