Adored Vintage Shop Update

I am thoroughly enjoying the change of seasons. The other day I was so excited to go rake leaves! Am I aware the novelty of THAT will wear off…yes, of course! But how fun is it to be excited about doing something so trivial!

To say the adjustment to living in Oregon has been good is the smallest of it. I drive around the city thinking to myself “I can’t believe I GET to live here!” I can honestly say I never felt like that about any other place I’ve lived in. Contrary to my Instagram account, it’s not a perfect city. I have some annoying neighbors that like to yell at each other at 2 in the morning and there’s literally a throng of children who run around shrieking outside across the street. I know, I know… they’re just BEING KIDS but pipe it down you young whipper snappers!

Vintage sweaters at Adored Vintage

Vintage 1950s coat from Adored Vintage

Vintage 1950s dress from Adored Vintage

Vintage hats at Adored Vintage

Anyway… last week/this week’s shop update is a little bit of summer, a little bit of fall, and a wee bit of winter. Oh, by the way, the fur collared 1930s coat caused a lot of heads to boil over on Instagram! I couldn’t believe how much hate I was getting for posting this! It’s VINTAGE. Oh, also, I don’t know if you’re aware, but I didn’t KILL it myself. Also, it’s called recycling. Also, if you have NOTHING NICE to say then don’t say it.

Apparently posting this coat warranted a follower (who I am assuming no longer follows Adored Vintage) to tell me It’s sad/disappointing I posted this and therefore she will no longer follow me. Another person said it was revolting. A few others said they were disgusted I posted it. Someone else said I was disrespecting the environment.

I tried not to take any of this PERSONALLY, but come on… I was really quite hurt by some of the comments. I do take it personally because this is my job. And it’s not just my job. It’s my heart. I LOVE what I do and pour a lot of work, time, effort, and love into what I do. And when people write mean comments, I can’t help but take it personally. Adored Vintage is ME.

I’ll have to write a longer blog post about mean Instagram comments later on (because I get them sometimes…and sometimes people write something nasty then instantly delete it so I just get a glance! WHAT!? That’s just cowardly.) I understand some things get misread so I try to take most things with a grain of salt but hey, I’m a sensitive gal and when my feelings get hurt it’s hard not to get over it.

Oh man, this blog post is turning into a downer. QUICK!! Look at the pretty clothes!! Look at the pretty clothes!

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Oh, one last little post! Don’t you think these would be so lovely all together?

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I’m in one of those house moods. Where I hate half of everything in my house and the other half I’m like “Ok, I guess you’re fine.”

It’s so difficult not to dislike so much about your living quarters when you have a website like Pinterest that constantly reminds you that your house just ISN’T. And to add on to this current feeling of “Augh I don’t like anything…(whine whine whine)” I also can’t decide what style I’m into right now.


French Antiques. YES. Yes please. Is it velvet? Is it tufted? Does it make me think for a millisecond I might be Marie Antoinette? Then DUH of course I love it.

Primitive. Rural. Country. Yesss. Chippy chippy furniture and dark oaks, yes. Can I picture myself wearing fog linen apron dresses? Obviously.

Mid century modern clean lines teak gorgeousness. I’ll Take It! Will I for a smidgen of a second feel like I’m in Don Draper’s office? Cool. But stay away man. I’m spoken for!

Woven baskets, kilim rugs, 1970s pottery. Um, duh! Can I just play my Joan Baez and Joni Mitchell records now?

I must be going through the early stages of your 30s that older women told me about when I was in my early 20s. That your 30s is when you REALLY start figuring yourself out. Well, I’m 31. I’ve pretty much figured out this much:

I don’t like bright colors.

Grey linen or any linen really, I will always find beautiful.

Also, I don’t like bright colors.



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Vintage 1920s Fashion, Non Florals

Ahh just kidding, I love florals! However, today’s blog post is decidedly UNFLORAL (my floral loving heart just heaved the biggest saddest sigh…).


I adore the 1920s, really I do, but it’s probably one of the most unflattering periods of fashion EVER. Unless you’re a waif and have no breasts. (I belong in the latter group) But dropped waist, straight cut throughout silhouettes just really doesn’t do anything for anyone. Oh, except Olive Oyl! Her little ensemble is very 20s to me. And BTW…Olive Oyl is suppose to be a flapper! Did I just blow your mind or WHAT!

Anyhow, I’ve collected a bunch of lovely fashion and style inspirations from the 1920s that feature stripes, plaids, and all sorts of geometric prints. Not necessarily art deco, but patterns (in my opinion) that transcends all eras. Ok, some of this IS art deco.

Vintage 1920s Fashion, Non Florals


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I really love Autumn. It is probably my favorite season out of the year and I’ve not really experienced a true Autumn since I was a wee thing living in New England.

I think one of my Instagram followers, Hansen Downes had the loveliest thing to say about the Autumn season and I wanted to share her words…

There’s a certain inspiration found in outlasting the overcast. In the process, let it slow you down and be a source of introspection.

All the vintage clothes above are currently in the shop in the AUTUMN VINTAGE section which has some of my favorite pieces for Fall! The inspiration images are all from Pinterest in my … the spirit of autumn board!

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Well my darling little muffins, the arrival of Fall seems to be rather official in Portland according to! Apparently it is to be nothing but clouds and rain for the remainder of the week and I could not be HAPPIER. OH, I am QUITE positive in a few weeks I will absolutely HATE the rain.

Well, maybe. I think I have enough YEARS of nothing but sunshine and hot weather stored up in my head to really truly enjoy the rain this season.

So, because I was quite elated by the weather report, I decided to compile this list of 21 THINGS to DO THIS AUTUMN… if you want to that is.

Of course this list came from my own things I would like to do this FALL… but you know, REAL LIFE still has to happen and I can’t just be gallivanting through autumn leaves with a vintage pail of freshly picked apples in hand and my perfect Autumn outfit of tweedy plaids…I mean I CAN do that. But not ALL THE TIME.

Also, my hair is too short to wear in Heidi braids. OH crap, why did I put that one in there?! Ok, just cross out Heidi and wear braids. I always think of Heidi when I think of Fall because I imagine being in a little mountain cabin with a little cozy fire and wearing my 100% virgin Irish wool hand knitted sweater with a full length skirt and knit tights and little boots…and … you get the picture. HEIDI = AUTUMN (in my mind).

So, I hope you will join me in doing SOME if not ALL the things on this list. And if you do, take a photo (on INSTAGRAM…haha even though the list says take OTHER photos not JUST on Instagram…) and use hashtag #21autumnchallenge

If you do everything on this list, then I can only assume you work at KINFOLK or/and you’re Martha Stewart. And we should be friends.

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Adored Vintage | Vintage inspired outfit

I just looked and saw that I haven’t written in this blog since August 28th. I realize that is kind of a long time in “ONLINE SHOPKEEPER” world, but well, this is my blog, and I’ll write whenever I want to.

And besides, if I’m not writing anything, it probably means there’s nothing EXCITING going on in my life.

So while there isn’t any exciting SHOP STUFF happening…you know, it’s same old same old…a vintage shop update here, a vintage shop update there, going out on mini buying trips…yadda yadda.

Adored Vintage | Vintage Outfit

So lately…nothing exciting or really of note has happened. But, you know what?! I LIKE THAT!

One of the things I really looked forward to about moving to Portland was the sloooowing down of everything in my life.

As Fanny Price from Mansfield Park said “Life seems nothing more than a quick succession of busy nothings.

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And this very much describes life currently and how I’m very much enjoying this new slowness of busy of nothingness.

I wake up, walk to get coffee or go out and get breakfast with either my fella or my dear friend, Cari. Then I go about the house watering the plants, doing little chores, prepping stuff for work. Weekends and some afternoons have been spent exploring what nature has to offer around Portland or exploring new shops and new restaurants.

My house is still in a state of “I JUST MOVED” and I’ll be honest, the sight of piles of random crap all about does give me small heart palpitations.

In fact, this morning, after breakfast at Sweedeedee, I arrived back home and IMMEDIATELY had to rake all the leaves that started to gather in pockets and corners around the front lawn. Last Thursday we had a rather windy day (which was LOVELY and I opened all the windows in the house and aired the whole place out), and this windy day caused piles upon piles of leaves to drift down from the trees in the front yard.

It really does feel so damn good to do physical work in the gLately | Adored Vintagearden. I have YET to plant anything. CONFESSION. I DID purchase several plants from the Portland Nursery when I first moved being overly ambitious that my green thumb would SURELY start to show itself now that I lived in Oregon…and guess what.

They all DIED. All 12 of them. It’s awful. They’re sitting right below my office window, a row of dead little things. Unfortunately the compost bin is stuffed full with grass clippings and my manic raking of leaves from this morning, but I will get these all thrown out soon. I just KNOW it’s throwing off my feng shui!

Oh, also currently, I’m into feng shui. Last night I spent about an hour researching what different quadrants of my house meant and which walls I need to paint. I have deduced that the chi in my bedroom is COMPLETELY OFF and I must purchase new items AS SOON AS POSSIBLE to fix all that is wrong in the bedroom.

Really, feng shui is my excuse to go buy MORE house stuff. Haha!

I WILL say since moving the full length mirror away from my bed I felt I rested much better last night. You know, mirrors facing you while you’re sleeping DRAW OUT your energy into the mirror. Or is it reflecting the energy so therefore you cannot sleep since energy is constantly being pointed at you. I can’t remember, I’m so new to all this.

So my little chickens, what busy nothingness have you been up to?

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Vintage Lingerie PreviewHere’s a little preview of vintage lingerie and loungewear arriving in the shop soon! There are a few kimonos in this bunch which are so glamorous to lounge around your home in. I’ll be honest, I am no kimono expert. But, I sort of figure you’re probably not either and you just like kimonos because, well, they’re so pretty!

Actually, I was informed by my friend Ashleigh who lived in Japan for a few years, that kimonos are always made of silk and any “kimono” made of cotton is called a YUKATA which is usually worn in the summer and is considered casual wear.


You know, I have to say, I don’t ever consider myself an expert in vintage clothing. I was actually thinking about this while I photographed this rack of vintage this afternoon. I don’t think anyone could be an EXPERT on VINTAGE clothes. There is just SO DAMN MUCH to know!

Every single day I learn something new about vintage and I get so excited about being able to store away that knowledge. Does it always stick, noooo… but then I relearn them. And sometimes relearn AGAIN.





Do I know more about vintage than the average gal, obviously. This IS what I do for a living. Do I know as much as say, Doris Raymond owner of The Way We Wore? No, not at all. Would I like to know how much she knows, HELL TO THE YEAH I do. But, I am also aware she’s been doing this for many decades longer than I have.

I am also quite aware that the best way for me to learn is to TEACH. So, I think I’ll probably start posting some things on this blog all about the things I am learning about vintage so you can learn along with me. Or better yet, TEACH ME something. Also, I am open to being corrected. Just don’t be a dick about it. :)



Which HAS happened and thou shall not be named. But COME ON, we can all learn a little something new everyday and NO ONE knows EVERYTHING, and if you claim you do, then good for you!

OH, and if you are curious: Learn more about the different types of Japanese Kimonos. I know I will be referencing this page when writing my product descriptions for the vintage kimonos available in the shop soon!


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It has been over 3 weeks since I have moved to Portland and it really hasn’t sunk in yet. Perhaps it is because I don’t live right in the thick of things. When we would visit here we always went to the very touristy places off Division, 23rd, Burnside… and now that I am a resident of Portland… I’ve been spending more time at the farmer’s market, Home Depot, and TRYING to navigate WITHOUT my GPS. Without success.

The other day I went downtown and drove by the Portland, Oregon sign. You know the one, the one with the deer on it! The first time I saw it was during November and the city had put a red light on its nose. So, literally, up until…I saw it again, the Summer after, I just thought it was Rudolf.

Ha ha ha. I am easily gullible. And easily amused. Obviously. 

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I’m waiting for the weather to hurry up and cool down already! And everyone keeps telling me “OH it’s COMING!” But seriouslyyyy… I have not seen an Autumn…like a REAL Autumn in over a decade!!! The anticipation of Fall is making me dislike summer very much.

See, August, this shop update is dedicated to you! An ODE to you, so hurry on up and be over, and let’s get to the pretty changing of leaves already!

By the way, let me just slip on my VINTAGE-PRODUCT-PHOTOGRAPHER hat so I can whine about how annoying it is to redo and get used to a whole new way of shooting product photos when you move somewhere new.

Perhaps it was because last year I moved SO MUCH and had to do this process SO OFTEN, that this time around I was nearly in tears trying to get the lighting right.

The plus side of the new house is that it has lots of beautiful natural light. Unfortunately most of that natural beautiful light is not in the room I had originally dedicated to be the “photo taking” room.

So, in a Tim Gunn “make-it-work” moment, I shuffled off to Ikea to pick up some makeshift studio supplies then drove downtown to a camera supply store to get a couple more supplies.


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The truth is, I know most of you wouldn’t even notice the things I get the most antsy about. I’m quite a hard critic on myself and hold myself up to impossible standards on a low budget and without formal training.

I’m a perfectionist to the point where I annoy myself. Well, actually, I’m a perfectionist about CERTAIN things. My desk is never ever tidy. And it will be a cold day in Hell when I can actually keep a manicure for at least 24 hours.



THIS shop update, if you DIDN’T NOTICE, and now I am going to POINT OUT, is shot in two different rooms at different times of the day because I was trying to see which lighting I liked better.

But after redoing several dresses, I finally threw my hands up in the air and possibly yanked some hairs out of my head (just kidding, I’m not CRAZY you guys!) and just posted the shop update with two different tones.

I hope you didn’t notice. But now you will because I TOLD YOU. Le siggghhhh.

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I don’t think you have to be a vintage shopkeeper to relate to this…but I think I have a shopping problem.

There’s just something about that CHANCE of finding a gold mine that keeps me going on to the next, the next, then the next place of looking for vintage for my shop. Well, and lately I’ve been doing a lot of house shopping at estate sales.

I’m not even going to joke you guys, the amount of items I have amassed in the past few weeks makes me kind of sick. Not just in the sense that flies are starting to fly out of my wallet…but the amount of vintage I now have to PROCESS! I have mini knots in my stomach just thinking about it because it’s just so much.

But I frickin LOVE IT so much too!


I was going to photograph the new piles of vintage clothes I have recently acquired, but honestly, I kind of hate pictures like that when other people post it. It’s kind of like “Looook at all the awesomeness that I’ve acquired therefore making me awesome sauce!” (Oh, and yes, I’m aware I’ve been guilty of this on Instagram and I always feel like a jackass after posting it. Which is why I never post photos like that anymore.)

Anyhow, this is suppose to be about my story about my estate sale fail this morning! I arrived with plenty of time and hardly anyone was there! I was on cloud 9, like HAHA SUCKERS I’m gonna get all the loot!!

I was number 6 in line! I was gonna get it all!

BUT NO no noo it was not to be so! I had waltzed into the house thinking there’s hardly anyone here, I’ve got time.

I went to one bedroom and then that’s when I realized…

I MADE THE WRONG CHOICE. It was a dead end.

Since there were not a lot of people there, they just sort of let EVERYONE in at once. The layout of this house was not conducive for this! I got TRAPPED in the room. In the room with bedsheets, tablecloths, and random boxes of fabrics, and clothes I didn’t want. When I finally squeezed my way out, I saw a couple other gals with piles of hat boxes, a huge basket of white cotton and lace blouses, and some purses.

NOoooooo. The walls came in closer. I got short of breath. Little imps circled my head going “Na-na-na-na-nahhhh!”

Well I’ll be damned they had that stuff in the BACKYARD!! Who the heck puts the vintage in the BACKYARD?! That’s where pots, tools, crappy patio furniture, and lawn ornaments go!! Not the VINTAGE!!!

AUGH, and to make matters worse, one of the relatives of the deceased wanted to chat with me about the fur coat I was holding in my arms. (At least I got that!!) And well, yes, any other time, I would have been so glad to have a chat with her about Aunt Dorothy who once owned this coat and how it’s just dyed to look like mink and she adored it so and did I notice the details on the cuffs…



You know lovelies…sometimes you just have to admit defeat. And at this moment, I felt it. In my heart I felt it. Those blouses were not to be mine and too much time had passed that surely they would all be gone. What couple hats were left had mold on them. GROSS.

What clothes were left, literally two pieces, were for babies. Crushed! I was crushed.

On the bright side, I did manage to pick up some new kitchenwares. Oh…side note, seriously, I hardly own anything new in my house. Even my spatulas are second hand!

On another bright side, and this truly did cheer me up, the relative that was talking to me, saw me try on the fur coat later and our conversation went like this:

“Oh, that’s a bit dramatic!”

“Well, sometimes if the occasion calls for it, one should be dramatic!” I remarked snuggling into the coat.

She laughs. “Well, honey, you’re so pretty you can be dramatic whenever you want. When you’re my age, you can’t get away with drama anymore.”

I blushed and said “Oh gee, thanks!” and took the coat off feeling slightly embarrassed.


I headed home, stopped by Heart coffee on Burnside and saw a neon green “Estate Sale” sign. Oh, well I guess I shop stop by this one too!

No clothes were to be had here, but I am starting to notice how SMALL Portland is. I recognized some other dealers/sellers (well, AFTER the fact) at this estate sale. AHh, and I felt like a total crap when one of them said Hello to me after I just met them last weekend at their garage sale. Sorry for seeming so aloof guys, I was so caught up with the craziness of this sale I didn’t even know who I was looking at. AND, arg, that last sentence makes me sound like an ass too.

Ahh, failing all around today! Jeez!

*just a note, the only things in this photo I got from the estate sales this morning are the magazines*

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Oh, please don’t shed a tear when you’ve discovered this ISN’T about the beautiful new set of books I scored called the Woman’s Institute of Domestic Arts & Sciences! I WILL be sharing those little treasure troves of vintage knowledge soon enough!

Those books and a little perusal on Pinterest… OK, I must say something.

I had intended on going on Pinterest to find “closet organization” tips but instead I discovered a board full of absolutely delightful art and many of which depicted women as lovely housekeepers. So, hence this post!


I’m also reading Louisa May Alcott’s “Eight Cousins” and just finished the chapter “Bread N Button Holes” and felt a bit miffed that there are so very, very many things I don’t know how to do. I don’t know how to darn socks! I don’t know how to make button holes! I don’t even know how to bake bread! AND I especially don’t know how to “tend to my linens“! I really like the idea of tending to ones linens…what does that EVEN MEAN!?








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