Packing it up

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 belt
boyfriend cardigans
cigarette case
white ruffly camisoles
bulky gold necklaces
full mini skirt
sailor pants
capelet
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.