Like finding a bundle of old love letters tucked away in a drawer, it wraps around you with quiet warmth. Sunlight spills through the window, soft and golden, stirring memories of potting geraniums together on a slow Sunday afternoon whilst humming to the radio. You press the letters to your chest, and your cashmere sweater releases a gentle, powdery scent - familiar, tender, and comforting.
If it were a…
A song: Summer Wine by Nancy Sinatra, Lee Hazlewood
An item of clothing: A floral statement sweater
A colour: Mustard yellow
A food: Rose & Violet Creams