Cherry
- Eniko Fabian
- Mar 5, 2016
- 1 min read
It was wonderful visiting Brighton. Walking down the Lanes and Bond Street always takes you back in time. The composition of bustling life: colours, people smiling, coffee shops and floral scent from the hanging flowerpots, captivates you within seconds. And the shops...First they draw your gaze, then suddenly you are walking in...That's how I found myself in the Collectif store.
As I was looking around, going from one rack to another, I saw more and more beautiful things I wanted to buy. And that's when I saw it: the black cherry print dress. I have never had one, even though I've always wanted to. The weirdest thing was that there was only one left on the rack, and it was exactly my size. Was it meant to be? I think it was.





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