Reason #76 that I love fall.
Socks. Socks. Socks. Socks. Leggings. Tights. Anything that covers up my chilly legs and also happens to look amazing is a winner.
So what did I happen to find through the most awesome and amazing Celia, but the best store in the world Hansel from Basel. A story devoted to only selling socks, tights and bags. Does it get any better? Oh maybe that Celia pooped a unicorn!
Now I have to go decide if I should be smart and buy one or just go crazy and buy twelve!
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P.S. It never fails, I don't shave for two days and wear shorts and then the moment I do shave I throw on tights and pants, like "don't you dare look at legs sir!"