I took a walk after work today and found a resale shop. Picked up this dress, which was made for me. The shopkeeper said they’d had it for a year, and that it was waiting for the right person which is a nice way of saying that I’m a fucking weirdo. It’s like Sailor Moon was a stewardess in the sixties. (Guys, don’t search for how many times I’ve used the word stewardess and a year in the sixties, it’s a lot.)
1. If something is a little more than you’d like to spend* but it happens to exactly match your nail polish, buy it. I like to call it the PSYCHIC POLISH PHENOMENON.
2. If you adore something but can’t think of anywhere to wear it, it is probably awesome, and you should definitely wear it to the grocery store.
3. Make your own occasions.
*More than I’d like to spend = twelve dollars.
i am resisting reblogging all of hidden ballrooms’ bebe pix. i am so envious of her vintage frame collection… i mean, i have dozens myself but none of them have my prescription. frowny face.