Posts tagged vintage.
Awkward Posing FTW.
Vintage Maren Sweater. This is a light sweater, light enough to hold the dyes that create a sort of soft patchwork-like portrait on it.
These sweaters aren’t even ugly but I’m just keeping that tag for my sweaters so all of them are compiled together.
I had to end it with her smile.
The first of many. She’s barefaced in all these pictures, this image sets the tone for the others.
This next group of pictures that will be uploading over the next couple of days will be of my best friend, Ayanna. She’s got an unparalleled sense of style. These pictures have her in her natural element and are inexplicably genuine. Her smile, ease and friendliness with the camera is apparent.
THE AYANNA SERIES.
What I wore to my night class today. It’s one of those wrinkle-free shirts but I brutally forced into a drawer until I got the slight wrinkle effect. Paired it with some jeans and navy blue tennis shoes. I live for simple outfits like this. I’ll probably wear the same when I go visit my best friend tomorrow at her college.
Mother and I just hit a vintage blouse gold mine. I’ll be making adjustments to all of these and taking the shoulder pads.
Little Men: Life at Plumfield with Jo’s Boys by Louisa M. Alcott.
Boston: Little, Brown, and Co., 1920.
Just noticed it’s 91 years old.
I got this book when I was about 10 years old. This book is my most prized possession. Everything I own is replaceable, this book isn’t. It’s the book that started my love for book collecting. I’m not a big fan of fiction novels, but this book was a keeper. It was given to me by someone who played an influential role in the person I am today. I usually keep this book ziplocked to prevent it from any damage, I do that to all my older books.
This was my first vintage dress, Mom got it from one of her friends. I’ve only ever worn it out in public once because the material is so thin that the dress is entirely see-through. I know that this Matti Sport dress dates back to the late 70s. I’ve heard that these were hand loomed in India. This is probably one of my most fragile clothing pieces, it has to be handwashed and then has to be held up to be dried. I’ve never ironed it because I like it better wrinkled.
Errday I’m satchel-in’, actually not really, they can’t hold my laptop, so not on schooldays. My mom started vintage satchel collection with the third and fourth one from the left, the other three I’ve added on myself. I’m going to keep this collection growing, love Mom for putting me on vintage since the day I was born.