Signed, sealed, delivered and stored

So this whole 'moving in with my fiance' thing has made me second-guess everything I've kept since the dawn of living alone and having the inalienable right to keep (and collect) whatever the hell I want as a single person.

Call me a sentimentalist (and maybe a pack rat) but before I get rid of possibly the coolest packing envelope I've gotten (long before the whole 'stick multiple stamps to make up the correct postage' thing was hip) I wanted to show it a little love.

From my no-longer in Chicago friend Robyn, to the definitely no-longer in Brooklyn Karen.