Heat Wave Calamity | An Outfit Post

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You would never guess I grew up on an island and spent most of my pre-teen and teen years in the South when you hear HOW OFTEN I bemoan hot weather. Is it apparent in my photos how absolutely gross and sweaty I am? I hate sweating. I hate feeling damp and uncomfortable. I do not know how I survived three years in Orlando where most of the year my hair was just matted to my forehead. Such a pretty picture, right?

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I didn’t post any front on pictures showing my face because seriously you guys, I look like I want to hurt someone. I have never looked so annoyed and pissed off in my life! Apparently I am not great at looking pleasant if physically I feel miserable. ALSO, you’re ONLY suppose to think I’m Miss Sunshine and Pleasantries ALL THE TIME.

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| outfit details |

Polka dot top | Thrifted many years ago, I think its BCBG?

Cotton Skirt | Vintage, Thrifted

Vintage Straw Hat | Antique Mall

Vintage Pressed Leaf Neckclace | Antique Mall

Vintage Coach Bag | Dear Golden

Vintage 1970s Shoes (not pictured obviously) | Long Beach Flea Market

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I’m Shirley Temple + Solo Dinner Thoughts

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As a gal who operates an online vintage shop, work never really stops. Take today for example. I woke up around 7:30 (that’s PRACTICALLY sleeping in you guys!) and laid in bed thinking what I should do today. It’s Monday, it IS a work day.

There is this past week’s vintage finds and Saturday’s estate sale to launder. Oh but before I do that I HAVE to go get a clothesline! But before I do that I HAVE to go get coffee! And before I do that I HAVE to take Redford out for a walk. And then water the plants. It’s going to be hot as heck today!

After I run morning errands I get to laundering! Now, I have to tell you, I really quite enjoy hand laundering vintage. It’s like the grosser the water gets the more gleeful I am about it! I swear it’s only a feeling vintage sellers get! It’s an odd HIGH that just rushes to your brain…like “Ooooo my Gawwwwwd look how nasty the water is!!!” And it makes you feel totally triumphant! Huzzah! I am amazzzing at laundry!

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By the way, these outfit pics are from yesterday. I wanted to dress up because it was Sunday and I was going to the Montavilla Farmers Market for the first time. I don’t know WHY I wanted to dress up for my first farmers market in the neighborhood, but hey, sometimes I invent special occasions to wear kinda dressy 1930s dresses. I can’t just wait for people to have parties, and I never get invited to parties anyway!

That evening I treated myself to a dinner at Tasty & Alder in downtown Portland. BTW. Are you the kind of gal that will go out to a super popular restaurant and dine by yourself? (If so, join the club!) And people kind of just look at you and wonder why you’re all alone. During solo dinner time my iPhone is my best friend and everything on it is VERY fascinating (like level 63 in Candy Crush!)

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I think the gal next to me pitied me a bit. She kept offering her and her boyfriend’s food for me to try. Which was very kind of her and it’s also something I would totally do if a lonely looking gal was sitting right next to me and my fiancé. But, really, I don’t want to try the green beans. Thank you!

She also tried to start a conversation a couple of times. Which is finnne but I kind of just wanted to play Candy Crush and also eavesdrop on their conversation because it was VERY entertaining.

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Remember that Dane Cook bit about the couples “nothing fight” Well this couple was having a “nothing passive aggressive fight” and I was trying NOT to grin about it! It was just so silly and funny! Something about the red wine and then the bill and dessert and who got to pick the movie last time.

And then the table next to me was a group of two couples visiting Portland and they were chattering on about how rad Portland is. And I wanted to lean in and slip in something like “Oh yes yes isn’t it great…AND also I live here.”

If you ever see a gal (or a guy) dining out by himself, she/he is probably making up all sorts of things about you and trying to listen in on your conversation. Because when you solo dine there’s no one to entertain you or converse with you, so one must entertain oneself!

| outfit details |

Vintage 1930s polka dot dress | antique shop
Vintage Stetson hat | can’t remember, probably from a thrift store in Arizona
Vintage bag | Buffalo Exchange (I think)
Vintage locket | antique shop
Vintage 1930s silk slip | buying appointment
Vintage Salvatore Ferregamo shoes | my friend’s airstream vintage shop, Blossom Vintage

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