Because vintage is for everyone.
Hey y’all – how’s things? While I knew my blogging would slow down during my busy work season, I didn’t intend for it to stop! I’m glad to be back and to be re-immersing myself in the world of vintage beyond the dresses I throw on to run errands. Between work and Mardi Gras, I’ve…
I have a confession: I’m a fairly unrepentant alterer of vintage clothing. I hate bad vintage alterations as much as any vintage lover: it pains me to see beautiful 1940’s rayons chopped into mini dresses, etc. But as for the…
This sweater set is the perfect illustration of how sometimes the best vintage comes from vintage buddies who are a slightly different size than you. I acquired this from a friend who has similar measurements and tastes, but has a…
All hail the return of the knit dress to Trashy Diva! I am a superfan of the knit dress line from several years ago, to the point where I own almost every piece they made as part of it –…
I’m usually traveling for Christmas, which I honestly find rather stressful. This year I’ve gotten exactly what I wanted: a stress free holiday at home with the guy I love, as well as my dogs. However, I couldn’t resist picking…
I’m part of a group on Facebook (The Sugar Shack Boutique, if you want to join) that does group buys from various vintage inspired clothing sellers. I’ve had my eye on Miss Candyfloss as a brand for awhile, but couldn’t…
I reviewed the latest limited edition dress from Trashy Diva last week, so check it out if you haven’t seen it. This week, I’m going to cover my other purchase from the same trip to the boutique – the Lupe…
When I went down to the Trashy Diva boutique on Saturday, I was on a mission to pick up one of the new pieces from the Forget Me Not Floral collection. On my way to the dressing room, I ran…
Fall is officially here, even though it’s still hot here in New Orleans. I didn’t grow up here, so I still have all of those cold weather memories of fall from my childhood: apple cider, pumpkins, colorful leaves and cold…
One of my favorite parts of growing up on the east coast was when fall hit. Now that I’ve settled in the south, seasons don’t really change the same way. Leaves stay the same color, the heat lingers…
