I tried "picture shopping" in one, snapping a photo of a Gauginish jumpsuit I would never wear, but could easily picture on Sarah at Misfits Vintage. I splurged .49 on a pair of lace gloves.
Visible Monday look. I resorted again to my camera, trying to delay the urge to own another's defunct finery. I tried to satisfy myself with "owning" the photograph of the item. But Saturday, I bought an old cardboard funeral fan. Should that be deducted from my budget? It is essentially a prop.
Antique stores present an interesting dilemma to me. I love strolling through them to have memories reawakened, but the idea that others not much older than myself and DH are selling treasures they've hoarded for years seems very, very poignant to me.
Skirt by Anne Taylor Loft; rust turtleneck by Talora; military style jacket by Ralph Lauren.
I am happy to report that I spent $30 on clothing in the month of January, all from thrifts. That's better than last year's monthly average, but not as good as I'd hoped. We've already begun to joke that the luxe item may end up being at DH's expense next Christmas. Anyone know any tricks for delaying gratification?
Don't delay in joining the gang at Visible Monday.