This dress always reminds me of when I first moved to NYC. At the time it was a new addition to my closet and I was in such a different place. I just started my first job out of college and I was living in East Harlem with two roommates, only one of which I knew prior to moving in. I spent so many nights at bars and I spent so many dinners eating ramen.
And now, over three years later, I find myself still wearing the same old dress; but when I look around me, everything is different. I moved on from my old job, which I fell head over heels in love with, and challenged myself with a new opportunity. Then I moved in with Jeremy and a stumpy old man of a cat and now reside in Astoria. I still spend many nights at bars, but now Netflix and cuddles seem to take priority. And I still spend a lot of dinners eating ramen, but my ramen game has stepped up it's game, yo. Like, hardcore...or as hardcore as ramen can get (which is pretty damn hardcore).
I feel like life just moves so fast sometimes that it's hard to take a moment to really take it all in. But then once in a while you revisit something that's been there for so many years, and it gives you that bit of perspective as to "the shit that thing has seen". And let me tell you, this dress has seen some shit.
Here's to dragging out this dress' lifespan for another three years!