war’s end


This dress, every ’40s-fabulous inch, was twenty dollars. Twenty. I’m not sure how I ended up on a WWII reenactor site, but I’m not complaining. This beauty was right there on the front page, in my exact size. Every dot seemed a tiny eyeball, winking at me until the seduction proved overpowering. May I repeat: twenty dollars. “A fixer-upper”, the description said, and there’s certainly a seam coming loose here or there. But nothing I can’t fix, and actually pretty impressive for a ’40s dress. As a general rule, I don’t buy earlier than mid-fifties, unless it’s a collector’s item I’m not actually planning to wear. This dress, though, is in pretty solid condition. Come summer, I will curl my hair and wear it on the boardwalk of some kitschy maritime paradise. Maybe break a heart or three.

And I will definitely purchase from War’s End Shop again. Maybe I’ll even attend a WWII reenactment.

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Dress: vintage, via War’s End Shop

Hat & shawl: vintage, via brick-and-mortar store

Everything else: thrifted

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Author: skye

I aspire to be a bright-eyed girl in a big city, even though I wear glasses and live in what amounts to a hole in the ground.

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