On Monday I'm flying to New York to spend a week with my sister and mother. I was actually born there, but we moved away when I was two years old, so I was left without any memories or cool-street-cred. Every time I go back though, it's strangely familiar, like how I'd imagine a weird reuniting with a long-lost-twin. Maybe...
I'm taking my camera and am going to take great amount of photos, so stay tuned!
And some winter-outfits that are helping me along in my packing:
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