Crochet top + Skirt: Marshall's, Purse: vintage LV, Shoes: Yuki.
Somehow, the story of "The Tootsie Roll" came up over dinner on the 4th of July.
I can't even remember why I brought it up, but turns out that Ian never knew about it!
You see, when I was about four years young, I took my first-ever plane ride from California to New York. We were visiting distant relatives and were looking for a good time.
Well, my four year-old idea of a "good time" included the little neighborhood parade that we all claimed a seat on the curb for, but what it did not include was when the prince in the carriage threw a Tootsie Roll directly at my nose and MADE IT BLEED!!!
I spent the rest of that night in the scary bathroom of the dark basement we were staying in. Just trying to calm the bleeding... Eventually it stopped. And I even lived on to share the story with my husband eighteen years later! Funny the things you learn about your spouse...
and now I'm craving Tootsie Rolls.