I love thrift stores. Today, the mother of all thrift stores was open. The Mercantile: They gather awesome stuff from estates and whatnot all month long, and then sell everything in one big feeding frenzy of a time. The bummer is waiting in line for at least an hour before the doors open and then feeling pressured to buy everything in sight before the guy next to you does. We didn't wait in line this time so all the really good stuff was gone by the time we got there. I spotted this rad vintage trunk immediately, only to realize that it was already purchased along with a vintage blue suitcase that I had coveted. Sad day. I did, however, walk away with two very nice vintage table cloths. not bad. Then I jetted over to a thrift shop across the street and picked up this girly blouse for $1.50. Swoop.
I can't wait to wear it tucked into skirts and shorts. Cute belt., maybe? Or some sheer black tights? Oh yes.
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