no rhyme. no reason. what's meant to be, will be.
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Emulating the 1930's Shanghai era. The usual attire for women during this era is the Chinese Cheongsam, also known as the Qi Pao. However, I am wearing the traditional Vietnamese Ao Dai to reflect my background.