The suitcases still aren't out, my clothes still need to be washed, my plans aren't printed out, but at least I found a cat sitter. I'm off to NYC on Thursday. While my husband attends the Society of Childrens Book Writers and Illustrators conference, my dear friend and I will be tromping around the city scooping up vintage clothes. Or at least that's how I picture it, handfuls and handfuls of glorious vintage.
Some things I've got on my list are:
white ruffly camisoles
bulky gold necklaces
full mini skirt
beaded top (like here and for exactly this reason)
perfect pencil skirts (the ones that actually fit my hips/thighs), bonus if at least one is graphite gray
floral and/or beaded cardigan
industrial/commercial/military items (as in military coats, USPS bags, etc)
I'll try to post while there, but at the very least I'll take photos so that you can see I'm a real live person who actually does frolic in vintage.