I am sure you remember the places you went as a teenager. The places you probably didn't want your parents to know about. It strange to me how tiny insignificant things can trigger whole floods of memories. I remember staying out too late, with too many friends. I recall bonfires, and music from car stereos echoing through the fields. The spooky tree is one of those places.
I went there today and after reading signs about live gun-fire and target practice during open season I couldn't help but be amazed we all came home alive.
Let's see, how can I tie this into vintage? I don't rightly know, but I am sure teenagers of the 1950s had plenty of secret places to hang out. So there is the correllation. It's not a good one, but it is what you get.
Of course, you are seeing a reappearance of
the shoes.. I really must get a pair in a different color, so you might see some diversity on this here blog. But for now, I will continue to build entire outfits around them, like my favorite brown 50's wool skirt, and black cardigan.
For those who don't know I am a complete sucker for sweater clips. I don't like to button cardigans. Why would I when I can have cute little clasps holding my covering together?
I also think it's about time for a bang trim, why must the grow so fast?
