“You love vintage too? Well, coo coo ca choo!”

A combination more typical, American and comfortable than PB and J is women and clothes. And for the past two years it’s been all about vintage clothes.

And finding this combination of estrogen and antique in my backyard was a welcome surprise today. But you have to follow the clues to find the hidden treasures and fellow hunters here.

Take the Urban Snob’s page on Facebook, it lead me to an ad for an open house sale by Pampered Peacock Vintage. And I mean open house in the most literal sense.

Tucked away in a narrow and creepy side street, Pampered Peacock Vintage is everything the name says it is. As soon as you walk through the brightly painted Tiffany Blue door you’re greeted by the smells of Chloe and Channel No. 5. The walls are peachy-brown, with gold-accented lighting. It’s warm, eclectic and extremely stylish without trying.

Six pair of eyes look up from their jewel encrusted smartphones long enough to give a quick evaluation of the “new comer.” I obviously stumbled upon a tight-knit and cautious vintage fashion community.

I searched the eyes, finding not one familiar pair, except for the woman who opened the door for me. The owner, Cachet. I’ve met her before during my frequent kickboxing workouts. I never took the time to actually talk to her, judging her before I met her.

Thinking of my pre-judgement, I quickly smile and say a bright: “Hello.”

She quickly evaluates my attire, vintage Romantic-Equestrian, and gives me the “I remember you, but I don’t know if I like you” hug. But still, it’s a welcome and she remains hospitable by asking if I’d like Naughty Cider.

I agree, take the glass, sip and begin to carefully peruse the vintage goods. Hello, polyester, rayon and ultra-suede! The familiars I find every week in my favorite thrift stores.

The clothes were selected carefully. There’s not stitch out of place or trace of a stain. The clothes range from early 40s to late 70s, and all inspire the over-priced and cheaply made clothes you find everywhere.

This vintage lover is a kindred spirit, as well as her friends. Each were clothed, colored and coiffed in vintage refinery. They’re a pleasant surprise. I’ve obviously stumbled upon a secret vintage community. And it makes me happy.

But my time with this tight-nit and well-dressed phenoms was short lived. Responsibilities and the real world need to be dealt with. But, just as I found the cookie crumbs that lead me to this community, I know that it will lead me back to them. I’ll let you know what I find.

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Thrifty Fall Fashion: The 70s and Jewel Tone Hues

Bring on the kaleidoscope of fall colors!  The apple cider!  The hay rides with my sweetie!

My favorite season is almost upon us!   Okay, not really but I’m so antsy about fall getting here I’m already planning outfits!

I’m itching to get all thrifty on this seasons HUGE trend (imho): the 70s.  I’m ready with my midi and maxi skirts, flared trousers and jeans, patterned sweater vest, tie dye and Grannie dresses (if you don’t know what it is, look it up!)

Fall foliage is the prime material for fall color inspiration.  You normally see various shades of red, yellow, orangre, brown and green.  Then there’s another fall color standard: jewel tones.  I don’t own many jewel toned pieces, so I will be relying on my evern improving dying skills to recreate some of my thrifted favorites!

Here are some of my top thrifted fall wardrobe pieces:

70s Cobalt blue shirt dress

My Ann of Green Gables

Hunter green flowy skirt

Cherry swing skirt

Black swing skirt professional look

Black swing skirt casual look

Sangria skirt professional look

Sangria skirt casual look

That’s all I have for now…Sorry for the odd picture sizing.  My WordPress app doesn’t like WordPress.com!  Funny since they’re made by the same company!  Oh well…onto better posts with better pictures…but still, VERY thrifty!

Keep on thrifting!

Dandelion Wishes and Cerulean Blue Dreams

I needed to wear this outfit today.  It was the perfect Moody Monday buster.

From the simple white cotton t-shirt, the frilly navy blue top, blue flowered patterned skirt, burgandy belt to call attention to my small waist and cognac brown wedges serve as the perfect neutral.

But let’s focus on my favorite item, the skirt,for a moment.  It was thrifted for $1.50, circa early 90s, perfect condition; polyester-cotton blend with a slight sheen.

It reminds me of my childhood summers lying on green crab grass, making numerous dandelion wishes to the cerulean blue sky.  The skirt is my childhood, made perfectly for my adulthood.