bygone threads sleeping together with other people’s worn attire. mystified garments whispering of a hopeful new home. still frays or smirking stains like a heart shaped birthmark begging for attention. loveliness of tired clothes. Continue reading
Tag: vintage
Beachy
Softly. Continue reading
Vintage Shore
A whirl of summer choreographing my heartbeat. The lines zigzagging from thrift stores to my wrinkled fingertips. The music of the salt breeze. The pushed mounds of sand of a day of beach travelers. The sweep of miniature floral cotton around my calves. Continue reading
Studio Dream
Thrifting is an art form. One that combines the patient strokes of sandals along aisles and the hum of florescent lights. One of clutter and chaos and perfectly faded fringe and floral. One of tugging on knits, spotting stains, and sinking into personal style.
Prairie Prints
I brought some tiny flamingos to the prairie today in celebration of the wonderful weather. This outfit was inspired by the fun and sun that is hopefully here to stay.
I could spend all day here wandering the paths and creating my own (which is often too tempting because it is right on campus.) The peaceful chirp of birds overhead and whisps of prairie grass remind me of the beauty that surrounds me daily. However busy my day has been, taking time to appriciate the simplicity is always worthwhile.
