I wore this outfit last week to the hospital and was humbled that I got so many compliments on the look. It's always funny though, when people ask, "Where did you buy this outfit?" The answer is never a short one, because most of my clothes always has a story and each piece was usually bought at different times. The top worn here for example, well I bought it from Marshalls years ago for a friend's funeral in high school. I still remember the day like it was yesterday, so surreal seeing a kid you've known since preschool in an open casket, numbing almost. It was also my first time ever driving on the highway, I'll never forget being between the cement divider and an eighteen-wheeler! The shoes, well those I bought for my medical school interviews from Macy's, and during my Harvard interview the heels got stuck in the gripped rubber finish of the staircase and I gracefully fell down the stairs. I just threw gracefully in there, but it was anything but - I literally just folded over on the staircase and tried to get up before anyone could see! The bag, oh the bag. I got it from Target years ago, and the shoulder strap is now broken, but I used it all throughout Europe and can still find Euro coins and Czech crowns in the front pocket. The pants are the newest addition from Forever 21, but even these I remember wearing working up my first stroke patient and practicing our neurological exam. Can you tell I'm not one to throw clothes out? Unless it doesn't fit or I truly hate it, my clothes will have a spot in my closet and heart forever.