LA Flashback…

I was in the vintage clothes warehouse just at the start of the valley on the wrong side of the Hills. I was looking at denim jackets (or shoes, probably shoes…) and I slowly tuned into the song being played out on the tanoy. It was a woman singing about her soul mate and them not being able to be together. The song meant so much to me at that time in my life and I found tears rolling silently down my cheeks as I pushed he hangers from left to right (so wait, it was jackets, not shoes), no longer able to focus on the clothes, my mind consumed by him.


About Naomi Jane
Not your average Jane

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