I used to work at a thrift store. For a year of my life actually. It was pretty enjoyable, for the most part. I got first look at everything that came in, and I had a 50% discount. Though, once I quit, I wasn't in that part of town often and didn't get around to thrifting much. Which is sad, because a huge percentage of my wardrobe is vintage and I find something so enjoyable in treasure hunting for a special or strange thrift-store find. Well, after killing myself for awhile at the gym tonight, I decided to head out thrifting. And boy did I score!
Here are a few of the pieces I got. There was also a sweater, a dress, and a scarf but I'll save those for another time. Basically, tonight was a reminder that I need to get back in to the groove of thrifting. Maybe not as much before, seeing as I'd shop second hand 3-5 times a week ... but you know, at least once a month.
On to the goods!
[ vintage silk paisley blouse with matching scarf. ]
[ the most amazing vintage gold jacket/shirt thing ... I am in love. Something out of the Jetsons. With a sheer chiffon blue blouse with ruffles at the neck and down the front. ]
I'm loving these kooky pieces. While I was on the fitting room, talking to myself as I so often do (...) I decided that another thing to add to my list of Spring inspiration is the idea of a fortune teller following Jimi Hendrix around at Woodstock ... it's the paisley in my brain.
P.S. here, have a tune or two.