taking flight

{trench coat} Forever 21 {sheer striped blouse} Le Fou by Wilfred {skinny jeans} Ksubi {pewter buckle flats} Burberry

Do you remember the first time you were on a plane? I can't, but I do remember being a goofy little kid and taking a plane to see my relatives. I thought it would make the trip so much more exciting if I were to travel wearing a beret and carrying a baguette. So when I landed at the airport and met my relatives I could say "bonjour!" pretending that I had just gotten off a plane from Paris instead of gloomy ol' Seattle. Much more glamorous, right? Well, being the goof that I am, I went through with this supposedly genius idea and managed to convince my Dad to take me to the grocery store to get a baguette. I remember getting on the plane and being halfway to my seat when a gentleman stopped me. "Miss," he said, sounding quite confused, "you dropped your, errr...bread." I turned around and in his outstretched hand was half of my baguette! It had gotten stale and broken in two. How embarrassing! That was the first and last time I travelled with bread. I was such a strange kid.