April 9, 2012 § Leave a comment

I’ve been missing my high school eccentricities…when I used to dress for the day, rather than…erm, a night, or for a couple of hours of class. I miss my vintage addiction (when I could afford to indulge in it a bit). Hopefully I make boatloads of cash this summer and I can fill lonely apartment with lace and ball gowns and hippie skirts again.


the half century old dress. Best purchase of my young life. Prom ’09.


Relaxing in my ratty mixed patterned layers in Rome, ’09.


Casual bustier and corset at the Moulin Rouge Semi, Gr. 12/Winter ’08


Uniform of tights, with some flea market Indian dress. And my childhood room. Too bad I’m so fat there.


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