Yesterday was the first time a pink top my aunt gave to me looked attractive. It had been with me for more than four years and I always saw it unfit to wear with anything. At a point I began to wear it in the wrong way but stopped because of conscience but yesterday was the first day I actually looked at my reflection and admired it. It looked so beautiful and fit to wear. Old can be as beautiful as ever, new may not. Don’t look down on old because of new,every new will one day be old.