April 30, 2010
April 28, 2010
I cheated a little again (oops!) with this top, which is a late 70's top, but red gingham blouses are fairly easy to find. Even if you can't find one in a chain store, check out your local Goodwill or Salvation Army for modern gingham blouses. They literally are a dime a dozen. This was actually one of the first items I bought after I finally abandoned my jeans and hoodies and it came from Goodwill. I love the gathering at the yoke! I also love the versatility with this blouse. When I first bought it I paired it with white Keds, jean high waisted shorts, and some red lips for a more 40's look, but it looks equally cute with black capri leggings, a black belt, and flats.
For this more fifties casual look I paired it with a demin pencil skirt. This skirt came from a rummage sale and cost me maybe 50 cents. In it's former life it hit my ankles and made me look like a home-school mom (I was home-schooled and my mom was a home-school mom, so I can say that). I cut off a good foot or so and hemmed it and voila! easy-peasy pencil skirt. It's also totally modern. If you aren't into the pencil skirt you could also pair the top with cuffed or capri length jeans. If you're not into denim, maybe think about trying a brown leather skirt. And remember the more fringe the better! haha!
Because I was home all weekend and wanted to keep this casual, I went with my red mock Keds, which I bought at Target in January. I'm normally not a tennis shoe girl, but I love these! They're comfy and cute and have a definite vintage appeal. However, flats, sandals, or some cute cowboy boots would be just as great (my search for vintage cowboy boots is ever on going).
Also if anyone would like to see a specific look next week, let me know. I had one planned, but I'm afraid it is not going to work out (thank you shipping confusion). So if there's a specific kind of outfit you'd like to see vintage-ified, let me know! Oh and sorry for the long post again! I swear I try to keep these things short!
April 27, 2010
April 26, 2010
April 23, 2010
Once I got home I cleaned my room, took some measurments for Etsy stuffs, started working on a project I'll show you next week, oh and went ROLLER SKATING! I found some vintage roller skates in my size last week for $8. Tlak about a score. The problem is I haven't skated since I was 12 and apparently 10 years off wheels really effects your ability to skate. When I was a kid, skating was the thing everyone did, and I was a skating queen. I even had a show down between myself and a boy I went to school with. it was judged by my best friend, and I won. Totally desereved it. Right? Luckily, I only fell twice! I figure with a little more practice (and some new shoes laces. I'm thinking something sparkly or polka-dotted) I can show my face at the roller rink (we still have one in all it's awesomly 70's glory!) and wow everyone with my mad skating skills. At least that's the fantasy in my head.
This dress is new to me. Actually it's pretty much brand new because it's deadstock! I was so excited to find it! I'm fairly sure it's 1940's, but I need to do a little research before I can call it, however all the details point to 40's. It's made by Top Mode Frocks, which my google-ing has yeilded little-no info on. I did find another dress that was being sold which had the same tag mine did. It was labled as early fifties, though personally I still think that looked very 40's. Eitherway, I'm in love with this dress. It had the original belt and everything! Look at the bows and scalloped neckline! So, so, so stinking cute!
Now I'm off to go rent The Young Victoria so I can cry my eyes out and wish for decadent clothing. Le sigh.
April 21, 2010
April 20, 2010
April 19, 2010
April 16, 2010
It's funny because I didn't read until later in my childhood. I refused to read until I was seven when I started reading American Girl doll books (the Samantha and Molly ones to be exact). Then when I was 10 my mom gave me some old Nancy Drew books she had as a kid. I don't think we need to go into how much I loved those. That was when I really took of reading. I would save up my pennies to go buy the sets of six Nancy Drew books that Costco was selling at the time. Each time I'd earned $12.99 I'd beg my mom to go to Costco so I could get another set. Then came Madeline L'Engle. For a girl who hates pretty much anything to do with science, I loved those. I found Meg Murry to be the closest I'll probably ever come to a literary doppleganger. She had ugly mouse brown hair that was kind of bushy, was terribly awkward, and didn't relate to her peers very well (I was much better at pretending to relate to my peers, but most of my friends were always a couple years older than I). I devoured Madeline L'Engle's books. Then came Little Women and an obsession with all things Louisa May Alcott. My mom's former Aunt gave her the whole Little Women set for Christmas when she was really little and I have already put in my claim for those when my mom finally kicks the bucket (I love you mom).
Between all those there were of course other books, like the Royal Diaries, and Dear America series (I'm a huge history nerd), Trixie Belden, Sherlock Holmes (I also am a sucker for anything mysterious. I spent a good portion of my childhood hoping to solve a mystery), and various stories of Celtic folklore (okay so I'm really just a nerd in cute dresses). My library card was well exersised, and I probably still owe $400 in late fees. In high school my Jr. and Sr. year Lit classes were year long (I was homeschooled, but we had a co-op that did classes every Friday) and we read 30 books per year, all classics. Don't get me started on The Gilgamish Epic (epic my foot, more like drug induced ramblings of a crazy person). I got marked down on papers for proving that Helen of Troy went willingly and was not just a vapid, weakling who was kidnapped. Hello Paris was hot, he liked her, she had a beast of a husband. She went willingly. (someday I will have an album called Helen Went Willingly). I made a whole chart on War and Peace to keep track of all the Sashas. My community college had a pretty good library with an extensive folkelore section and an awesome section on fashion, makeup, and costuming. In my English 1B (upper division English) I had a nutcase professor who forced us to read Kafka and Freud. I'm fairly sure he had shrines to both of them at his house. His entire class was based on the premise that Freud was the only original thinker ever. It was one of the most enjoyable horrible classes I've ever had (and I very recently learned that this professor was punched by a student in one of his classes. He made a habit of insulting his students in a most obnoxious manner. I won't even tell you what he told me, but basically I really need therapy to clear up the fact that I have distict memories from before I was 5. Cuz Freud couldn't have been wrong at all, right?).
The point is, I read alot of books, and have alot of books (you should see my mom and dad's collection). This love of books coupled with my love of thrifting has gotten out of hand. Observe:
These are music text books that have been transfered to binders. The joys of Music School.
Oh and um, this is my book overflow:
So clearly I need more bookcases, but seeing as I don't have room for another bookcase right now, and I'm not willing to part with any of them, I decided I needed to reorganize. So the Nancy Drew Shrine got shrunk to a single shelf and I moved the stack in front of the big bookcase and Time Life cookbooks I collect to the other shelf:
And that freed up room so that I could move everything from my desk to the book shelf!:
Clearly I still need more room, and the two bags of books and music are still sitting on the floor, but it looks mighty better. Now I just need to stop buying books!
Just be glad I'm not showing you my shoe collection!
What's something you love and have too much of?
Happy Friday guys!