the replacements
it was a sad, sad day in my closet last week when the threadbare zara white tunic of ‘every-three-days-for-the-past-three-years’ fame finally called it quits to the tune of ripping seams. so that no skinny jean or faux leather legging goes partnerless this fall, the useful favorite needs to be replaced ASAP.
I am also in desperate need of a new white tunic; these are calling out to me.