i want to be what my body wants me to be

  Some of my more recent shop photos. Taking "good" or flattering photos isn't THAT hard. Taking unflattering photos is obviously very easy. However, I love the strange ones (like the first one) best of all.

A old favorite

As a vintage seller I constantly try to purge my wardrobe of things I no longer wear. Months ago, I shoved this 1940s rayon beauty into a bag with the intent to sell. I haven't worn it in a while and thought it deserved to be loved by someone who didn't think it old hat. However the moment I put it on again, I knew I would never part with it. It was the first 1940s dress I ever owned and has fit me like a dream ever since I received it as a birthday present at the age of 17 and twirled around my room singing "I feel like Ginger Rogers!"

Without further ado, one of the top five wackiest prints in my closet (and that's saying something), the lollypop tree dress! The print literally looks like blue + purple trees bearing spiral shaped lollypops.

2016

We moved to Edmonds. Both the blanket and the pennant are from estate sales. My bed is the only clean and tidy part of my new room. I have vintage clothing and patterns for the shop in bags all over my room. 

So long, farewell

I have started a vintage shop to sell the things I never wear or have outgrown. Here are all of the things I have sent off to new owners. The places I have shipped clothing to include Norway, Canada, New York City, and Illinois. Far more of the world than I've seen myself!

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 Can you tell this is my all time favorite dress? I was heartbroken to have outgrown it! I blame my weight gain on a) desserts and b) this horrible endless rain we've been having. Who wants to go for a walk when its dumping rain and also too windy for an umbrella?

A turban and a French cake

Last night, Amelia came over and we made Kouign Amann. It is a buttery caramelly cake from Brittany (a region of France known for its caramel, which its people call "dirty butter"). It took about 3 hours to rise, which drove me insane. I am most impatient.

Because I am so very practical, I wore a white sweater and a turban while baking.

Turban: 60s, vintage
Sweater, skirt: thrifted
Shoes: target