choo choo

An alarming – or not so, depending on your opinion of humanity – number of people seem to believe that if you’re dressed old-timey in public, then you necessarily appreciate other old-timey aspects of life as well. Including but not limited to casual sexual harassment. I wore this outfit to brunch on Sunday morning in…

fellow traveler

There are three things in today’s hopper: Starting off, the first of several posts on my visit to the olde-timey paradise that is White River Junction, Vermont. Josh and I spent this past weekend there for our third (!) anniversary, and if it isn’t a vintage girl’s heaven? Then heaven doesn’t exist. More on that…

southern belle style | a call to writers!

It’s 36 degrees and – ugh – snowing today, so I’m sharing these photos I shot last week when the mercury was at least twice as high. Spring will shortly resume its regularly scheduled ascent, so I’m only a little grouchy, but still. Gross. But I’m feeling like a Kentucky Derby belle in this dress…

the best little hair day in texas

So I didn’t get dressed today intending to take pictures.  I blogged this dress pretty recently, and I’m admittedly not wearing it here in a particularly new or interesting way. But today is the day I’ve finally mastered proper vintage hair, and that necessitates a blog post no matter what I’m wearing. I curled my…

dotty

I think this might be my favorite warm-weather dress. It was last year’s birthday present to myself; little did I know it would so perfectly predict the year to come. It’s taken me through the last throes of my old ~kooky~ aesthetic and into vintage kitsch & cheer.  I feel like a barefoot housewife, bundling…

the blues

This was the first vintage hat I ever bought. Twenty bucks at a neighborhood thrift joint, and I was a goner: there was no turning back.  It languished in my Etsy shop for over a year before I saw sense and tucked it back into my personal collection. I’d love to wear it more often,…

i learned to sew and all i got was this lousy dress

About two weeks ago, I woke up, took a look in the mirror, and said to myself, “self, it is absolutely disgraceful that you don’t know how to sew.” Of course, my internal monologue is much harsher than warranted. I do know how to sew. I’m a whiz at hemming, tailoring, and making things out…

grey

A remixed outfit while I shuck off the last of a bad chest cold. For almost a week I hacked, coughed, and shivered, and I’m finally feeling like a person again. This outfit is Easy Mode: something to throw on when you wake up late and you’re out of ideas. This cardigan’s become a staple,…

malco maiden

Today in “words I never thought I’d say”: this petticoat is too full. Well – not too full period. Obviously there’s no such thing. Too full, though, for what turned out to be the majority of my dresses. Only true circle skirts will do: no halves, no three-quarters, no gathered-waist approximations. I have maybe…four dresses…