Last week, recovering my some real serious food poisoning, I finally ventured out of my apt. to check out the vintage fair. Here's what I thought...-loved all of the camo and military inspired menswear. Very G.I. Joe
-really loved the 50's style prom dresses. Unfortunately they were just a tad too much to wear to any of my summer weddings.
-really, really loved the amazing clutches. Good thing I left my credit card at home.
But really, it all felt a lot like shopping in my Nana's closet, which was stocked with Chanel, fur and other pieces of fabulosity. The only difference were that her things didn't come with an outrageous price tag. When did vintage become code for 'let's charge way too much'?
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