Let It Snow, Let Snow, Let It...Enough Already.

As a full-time vintage seller, my daily work routine is generally: dress mannequin, take pictures, edit pictures. Undress mannequin, re-dress mannequin, take pictures, edit pictures. You get the idea. Day after day, hours each day, with some days broken up with writing this trainwreck of a blog. As much as I adore vintage clothing, sometimes I get to the point where I just can't take another day of taking pictures of vintage, or talking about vintage, or looking at vintage. Sometimes, you just gotta get away.

So a few days ago, after getting hit with another wonderful (ha!) blizzard, I ventured out into the snow and took random pictures around my yard. And weirdly enough, as much as me and nature don't exactly see eye-to-eye, I love taking pictures of the outdoors. Go figure. I love the way powdery snowflakes look close up, I love the bizarro shapes in which ice takes form, I love the contrast of dark tree branches against white and how it looks like veins & arteries. Sounds fruity and not at all like me, I know. I loathe the outdoors. It's just a nice diversion from my everyday routine. So humor me in my lame attempts at photography!




See what I mean? Veins and arteries.






























These icicles look like slime dripping off a branch.






I like the way this hunk-o-ice looks like the Blob.






These threaten to impale me every time I go out the back door.

Aqua Blue Heaven Friday: Razzle Dazzle.

Welcome to this week's Aqua Blue Heaven Friday!



Can I just say how much I'm so over the snow? Good. I'll say it, then: I'm so over the snow. It seemed like a perfectly charming and idyllic idea, say, in December. But by now, it's starting to become a bummer, like spring will never get here and it'll be eternally a snowy tomb around here. (That's pretty damn cheerful, no?!) My homeslices in Cali probably can't quite understand, seeing as though you're always mudsliding or on fire, which is the extreme opposite of snow and all. Point is, we're all sick of our weather and wake me up when it's spring, with a frozen daiquiri in one hand and a plate of nachos in the other and no one gets hurt.

So for today's theme, we're gonna rock some pretty, twinkly, girlie, sparkly, shiny, glisten-y, bedazzle-y vintage jewelry, because it's a helluva lot better than twinkly, sparkly snow! Or twinkly, sparkly mud & fire.






Vintage 50's Lisner Rhinestone Necklace & Earring Set, currently available from Etsy seller The Spectrum Vintage.






Vintage 50's Enamel Daisy & Rhinestone Necklace & Bracelet Set, from Etsy seller Flea Market Magpie.






Vintage 50's Plastic Rhinestone Daisy Earrings, from Etsy seller The Vintage Wren.






Vintage 50's Aqua Rhinestone Necklace, from Etsy seller Moontree Boutique. It's so over the top and wonderful, in that "rich bitch who falls for the hot, poor guy in some random 1950s romantic comedy and there's probably some wacky hijinks in there too" way. Or possibly a movie starring Elizabeth Taylor. And if there's one thing Elizabeth Taylor taught is, is that over the top jewelry is never wrong.

Way-Out Wednesday: My Aggro Valentine

Since everyone was properly skeeved-out by last week's creepy vintage Valentine's Day card for Way-Out Wednesday, I figured why not do it again this week? Sweet!





This week's batch of cards aren't so much creepy as they are passive-aggresively aggro & threatening, my second favorite disturbing theme. Let's see what kind of sweetness and light the little rapscallions of the 40's and 50's were all about:




"I'm out to trap you- Be my Valentine! Or else...I'll shoot you.





"I am aiming straight at your heart-Be my Valentine" Or else...I'll shoot you.





Here we see the rare aggro female, not often seen out of a dress or not being the one hunted by her male counterpart! Well played, sister. "Don't tr-rifle with my affections big boy!" Or else...I'll shoot you. (Also: "big boy"= hilarity.)





No one's demanding love under penalty of hot lead in the ass... but... he's a wolf, so there's that. "Don't high hat me, Little Red Riding Hood-I'll get you yet...For my Valentine!" Or else...I'll eat you.





"Hey Stupid-You be mine or I'll picket Cupid!" This one's my favorite of the bunch! Take note of the even more rare use of aggro language. Aww! That's how boys show they like you.

Atomic Tuesday: I'm On A (Cassa)-Role!

Welcome to Atomic Tuesday, where the vintage is good and the puns in my titles are bad. I've got to be in & out today (I know, I'm boring lately, I'll make it up to you at some point, unless I forget), as we're getting an ass-whopping of snow (I don't know what that means exactly), and I have loads of shipping to do and loads of junk food to stock up (I mean tofu and bean sprouts). So let's make this quick! (That's what he said.) (Sorry.) (Apparently it's "Have a Second Dialogue in Parenthesis Like That Crazy Cat Lady Down the Street Who Yells at Fire Hydrants Day.) (Again, sorry.)


Today's atomic-themed pick is this superbad Vintage 50's Atomic Starburst Hearts Pyrex Casserole Dish:






(Makes reading through the gibberish worth it, eh?! If you made it to this point, you should get a major award. Like coming over and shoveling snow for me. What a treat for you, no?)

Prints Charming Sunday: The Key To My Heart-On

Welcome to Prints Charming Sunday, bringing you the kitschiest, wackiest and most awesomest vintage novelty prints around! Also, I promise no more lame & corny "heart-on" jokes. At least, not until Valentine's Day. Actually, I promise nothing. I like corny too much. It's how we roll around here.

Today's vintage novelty print is, as I'm sure you've guessed by now, tres apropos for Valentine's Day. I was thinking: what about men? And then I thought: What About Bob? (See? Always with the corny around here.)

Can I get a witness? Today's pick is this set of Vintage 60's Heart & Key Print Men's Pajamas, in a pretty dang hard to find XXL size, no less:



I wish there was a proper close-up in the listing, but around some of the hearts it says: "Here's the key to my heart". Gag. I know. But it's only once a year, so you men can just get over the cutesy factor and wear something sweet & sappy (and vintage!) for your woman!