I get scared when I travel, but not for fear that something will happen. I get scared because I know I am going to fall in love with each place I visit and my heart will break when I have to leave. My stomach turns just thinking about it.

oh. my. goodness.

anthropologie:

A sweet, sideways spin on layering. (Wonky deliciousness, if you ask me.)

Via: I Am Baker

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