Yesterday, in an effort to go places spontaneously more often, my boyfriend and I drove down to Woodstock. It was a nice mild day, although a few of my favorite shops have closed since we were there last, like Chez Grand'mere, and made my mood droop just the tiniest bit. Next time I want to take a trip to another nearby town and inspect an antique store I've heard rave review about, but this time we ate giant cheeseburgers and loads of tea, a few bars of soap that I have a very hard time not licking (it smells soo good!), and a My Little Pony Seahorse.
I grabbed this skirt on Friday from my favorite antique/vintage store on my weekly visit. I almost didn't see it--the pile of dresses I tried on over my clothes were all a bust--and I was ready to leave with just a sweet little blouse before I saw a crumpled pile of keys on navy blue sitting by the register. I ran to the back, slid it on over my jeans to make sure it fit my waist, and it was mine! All mine!
It is exactly the kind of thing I always hope to find. Something not too twee, but with a certain silhouette and something silly about it, like little keys. I ironed her right up and tossed her in the dryer for a quick fluff with lavender oil so I could wear it the next day without smelling musty.
Next week, even though we are going to NYC for a concert and to visit a lovely friend, I think I might grab the floor-length floral dress from that shop. I've been staring at it for years, it would require almost no mending, and is generally a dream. Hopefully no one else will fall in love with it before I get there, or it would be the most tragic of love stories for me.
Also, thank you to everyone who left me their links, and thank you to all of you lovely darlings who have linked to me! I'm so excited to read some new blogs <3 I think I've gotten everyone who left one, but I'll be checking still through the next week or so to make sure.
Pictures taken by John M.