One of my favorite things about blogging has been the incredible community of similarly minded vintage loving gal’s I’ve met and had the chance to collaborate with. Over the past few months, I’ve gotten to know Jessica and have fallen completely in love with her blog, Pinup Persuasion. So, when Jessica asked for guest bloggers, I naturally jumped at the chance to work together. Oh what’s a gal to do?
We can all get a bit misty-eyed about the past. It only takes a flavor or the smell of a familiar cologne to bring me right back to a certain moment and, more specifically, a certain feeling. What is it about a particular song that comes on the radio, where suddenly I’m back in my dorm room, cramming for finals, ramen noodles at the ready? And it can hit you when you least expect it – walking through a crowded restaurant and a familiar song begins to play, and you’re powerless to stop the movie reel of memories, that take on that all-too-familiar rosey…
I was browsing online to pass the time, and I came across a piece on the Modcloth blog that said they were eliminating the Plus Size category. I quickly read the details, which detailed that they were still carrying clothing in extended size ranges, but that they were banishing the term “Plus Size” from their website. Though some might see this as a pretty small step forward in the scheme of things, I sat back and realized this was a big, major deal.
his time of year in Australia generally means that flowers are blooming everywhere. One in particular is a favorite – probably because I didn’t have them growing up – is this tree that suddenly burst into into red, fiery colors in October. From the genus Callistemon, they’re locally referred to as “bottlebrush trees,” because they look as if you could scoop them up and take them home to wash out the champagne flutes.
There have been 10’s of thousands of new words added to the English language since I was born – according to Oxford English Dictionary (apparently the authority on the subject, seeing as they literally write the book on words), they add approximately 1,000 a year in a conservative estimate. Apparently these days a new word is added every 98 minutes. That’s crazy. Essentially, it means my niece will have to learn 32,000 more words than I did when I entered kindergarten.
Have you ever noticed how periods of time with the most stunning blooms also tend to be the weeks punctuated by the most rain? One can’t exist without the other. The whole “April showers bring May flowers concept” is always a nice albeit unwelcome reminder that things can’t be awesome all the time. Just like joy can’t exist without sorrow, goodness without malicious intent. In order to experience something beautiful, we need to endure tough times now and again.
When I stumbled upon this dress, the title on her etsy listing read “Rumor Has It” and it stuck with me. Now whenever I wear her, I can’t ever seem to get Adele out of my head. But I actually rather enjoy it, because I’ve always found that life is much better with a soundtrack. Don’t you wish that life existed the way it does in the movies, where a trained professional always plays the perfect track at the perfect time? The happy music swells during joyful moments, a romantic tune kicks in right before the kiss, and I would pay attention…
To pay homage to all of your Northern Hemisphere folks and the glorious crisp weather you’re experiencing, I’ve decided to fall splendidly into autumn today! I’ve actually spied this dress popping up a fair bit around the interwebs lately – like there was a leaf-shaped bat symbol projected into the sky calling this dress to come out of her various places of hiding. Do you ever notice that happens a lot? As if thinking about a certain dress or speaking her name aloud shifts something in the universe, shaking her sisters out of the branches…
Something I find amazing about bygone eras is the effort put into dressing seemingly for every aspect of life. Awhile back, I scooped up this stunning vintage quilted jacket, cozy and warm with an appliquéd rose dancing on her shoulder. It wasn’t until later when she arrived on my doorstep and I clocked the label inside, I realized that this beauty was once-upon-a-time designed as ‘Lounging Apparel.” I love that the simple act of being at home and relaxing was reason enough to dress up. Cause then getting all dressed up for a Wednesday seems downright normal.
As I skipped off to work today, donning a minty green vintage confection with a daisy chain delicately sewn around her collar, I started to think about the things in the universe that connect us. By definition, a “daisy chain” is simply a string of daisies threaded together by their stems. In engineering, a daisy chain is a term to describe a wiring scheme where multiple devices are wired together in sequence (used for good and occasional cyber-evil). And in medicine, I’ve heard it used to describe a series of organ transplants involving one matched donor. But they’re all meant to imply connection – pulling…