Paroline Dolci

Do you ever get judged by your relatives about what you wear to family functions? Or is it just me? If I had a dollar for every time my family said "Lyss, where do you think you're going?" I'd be so rich I could actually afford to go where I want to. Like... Paris! Maybe, London? Nope, definitely New York! Ooo or Italy!

Picture this...you're sitting on the Spanish Steps, the Italian sun is setting. You're quietly pondering the random thoughts that pop into your head. As you find yourself drifting into a romantic daydream with an Italian lover, you spot him...

He is walking briskly, chatting on his cell. You can't help but think about what sweet nothings he is saying in Italian (thanks Duolingo). As he approaches, you get a little excited to finally hear a small piece of his intimate conversation. Finally, he passes by and you hear it... "and they were ROOMATES". 

... If you don't know this vine reference, please educate yourself — This outfit has me feeling a little cheeky.

Thanks for reading beautiful people! Now, let's go try some stuff on.