There are just certain fabrics out there I slip into and automatically feel incredibly romantic. Wispy chiffon or delicate tulle makes me go all mushy inside, instant Notebook-esque feelings emerge. Well, that and I happen to be the biggest Ryan Gosling fan. Perhaps it's only in the dead of winter when I most crave the lightest, least-warm fabrics possible. I always seem to want what I can't have. Do you ever have that problem?