Las Vegas Satire

I went to Viva Las Vegas. I didn't take more than a few cell phone pictures. I wasn't wildly impressed. I didn't get the chance to attend a lot of events. All in all I made one bad vintage blogger over the weekend.
What did happen while I was wandering the car show and shopping the vendors, was a chance meeting with The Satorialist himself, Scott Schuman.
I am more than slightly excited, and completely honored to have graced the pages of his magnificent fashion blog! Drinking my Viva boot of slushed alcohol and all!


My entry can be found by clicking here, and there are several other amazing vintage inspired ladies from the car show to the pool party. It's a decadent display of the weekend, one I am thankful I got to be a tiny part of!

Gambling in a Desert

A week or so ago, I found my self boarding an airplane with my mum headed to Las Vegas. Sadly I didn't get to go for viva, instead I landed exactly one week before Viva Las Vegas 14. None the less, we had a warm weekend, filled with all things I assume you are to expect of Vegas... gambling, drinking, and swimming.
I have never been to Vegas, and I must say, I don't know if I would ever go back. (unless its for viva 15!) I am not much on gambling, though I did manage to win a little scratch on Fremont Street. Yes friends, I came home with more money than I left with, which I suppose is pretty good in a place where the odds are nearly always against you.

We stayed at the Tropicana, which has the smallest casino ever! I was shocked when we arrived, and I literally said out loud "This is a vegas casino?? why does it seem so much cooler on tv?" I am sure the staff loved me! Ha! We wandered on through all the other bigger casinos and my mind happy to know that there is a HUGE Vegas out there.
Not being a gambler I played $5.00 at a time, very slowly... and collected my free mimosas!

Well now, I fear this might be one of my most poorly written and rambley blogs. None the less, lets move on to some visual aids, a series of my outfits... I like to call it "outfits"





One amazing fabulous thing that happened whilst I was wandering the strip was stopping the Bettie Page store. The lovely girls behind the counter pointed me in the direction of Calo Style, Las Vegas's pink building filled with fantastic vintage clothing!
When I got to Calo I was greeted by fantastic ladies behind the counter. I was shocked and mind blown when one of the girls (That Vintage Broad) told me she is a follower of this blog!!!!!!!
At any rate, the store is wonderful, and filled with some fantastic vintage. The swim suit section is a MUST SEE!



And for good measure, a photo of me outside the Golden Nugget where I made my millions.. er... my $200 winning!

Leaving was surreal, it was goregous and 90 degrees when we were boarding the plane, and wandered back home to the the cold and rainy northwest. I enjoyed a crazy, fast paced, loud weekend... but like they say, There's no place like home.
I like to be here at home with all of my loves.