A few years ago, one of my friends spent a few weeks traveling around India. I was living in France at the time, and when we met up for Christmas, we exchanged scarves. I gave her a yellow scarf with turquoise streaks, and she gave me a lovely, thick scarf with elephants marching around the edges. It's unlike anything I own, and it's very different from the things I've worn in the past, but it's one of very few things that has survived multiple closet purges.
On a side note, the house in the background is called the Smith Estate. It's super creepy (there's caution tape stretched across the front steps), and it's been used in multiple horror films. I would kill to go inside it!