Carmine & Hayworth

It's no secret to those who know or have met me that I live and breathe vintage fashion and decor.  One thing people may not know is that I've always struggled with self-acceptance and low self-esteem from a very young age. I came from a very critical home where my Dad felt "Tough Love" was preferable to a loving relationship.  From this I found my escape in Antique Shops and Vintage Stores where I found myself completely lost in other times and eras.  For awhile, it was hard for me to be in the present since I always lived in the past, so to speak.  It wasn't until I went to college, that I finally started to see that I could have confidence by incorporating my love of vintage into my current life and not be afraid of what others would think.  It's been a long and winding road, which I'm still trucking along on, but I take comfort in knowing that in this day and age, our differences are what connects us. Me in front of my lovely shower curtain wearin

Is it just me or does it seem like October flew by faster than the blink of an eye? I've been a bit absent lately since I spent a good majority of October in Denver visiting my Great Aunt.  My favorite part about visiting her is that her love of nostalgia is just as strong as mine. She's lived her her home since 1958 and it was originally built in the 1930's as housing for troops stationed there. How STUNNING are the Mint Green stucco walls?! I spent many hours sitting on her porch wishing I never had to leave. While in Denver, I was able to delve into my Great Aunt's old Polaroid's and found some gems :) Left to Right: My mother, Aunt, Grandma and Grandpa. How kitschy is their decor?! This is my Great Aunt in the 1970's fully decked out! She still has that SAME amazing sense of style! Now, I couldn't go to Denver and not shop for Vintage goodies! I found this KILLER faux Leopard Fur hat at a local antique shop that PERFECTLY matched a Fa

Over the weekend, me and my boyfriend visited his family in rural Minnesota.  Of course, this meant I had to make numerous pit stops along the way to find some vintage treasures.  Have you ever felt like there are some places you're meant to go and there are certain items that find you? That are meant to be yours?  In my case, yes I do feel like that.  I swear it's not a justification to my vintage shopping addiction :) This STUNNING hand-painted ceramic Lady Bust is too amazing for words! This unusual deep Brick Red color is so rich and lovely! You can't see it in the pictures, but her eyelashes are hand-painted in gold paint! This next grouping is my favorite. Why? It's no secret to those who know me or follow me on Instagram that I'm a Chartreuse ADDICT! Mainly vintage Chartreuse home decor, dresses, you name it! I've been particularly keen on Chartreuse Asian figures. I'm also a collector of ashtrays and table runners like the one above.  You kno

Do you ever get so restless that you feel like you're going to rocket into space from agitation? I feel like that daily. Maybe it's the coffee, perhaps? I recently went on a trip to Michael's Crafts to look for, of all things, little miniatures.  Boy did I find the mother-load! I bought this little metal car and trailer hook-up and it's amazing the joy I've found in these tiny little toys. How can you NOT be happy when looking at these?! I'm maybe a bit too easy to please. Another thing that gets my inspiration and gears going are thumbing through old magazines. I was looking through one called "Movie Screen" with Rita Hayworth on the cover.  I love how it's a contrast between the Black & White text and photos, with extremely colorful, artful ads. I'm a bit of a junkie when it comes to vintage fashion (surprise) and I've come to fully appreciate the swimsuits of that era.  They were shape-wear, bathing suits and mini gowns a

It's been hard, recently, to pick myself out of this sad stupor I've gotten myself in after I left my job of almost 10 years that I lived, breathed and killed myself for.  Finding joy in things has been near impossible, so forcing myself to keep some kind of inspirational routine has been extremely hard.  Leaving a place where you are keeping someones else's dream alive while they beat down your aspirations to start your own dream, leaves you a complete and utter shell of a human being.  So here's to finding happiness and reviving the dream! Here's my home sweet home, where I find myself crying into a bowl of oatmeal daily (not really). Here's to future goals of owning a mobile home away from home and not giving a fuck about what anyone has to say about it. Here's to Eartha Kitt and my upcoming Halloween costume. Little goals for the future make all the difference :) Happy Tuesday! <3

Source: The Glitter Guide I've always been a sucker for 1960's Girl Group fashions, especially those of the sequined genre. Big hair PLUS glitter? Yes please! :)

Saturday nights used to be for going out and making bad decisions.  Now Saturday nights are for playing dress up and Netflix :)

My  thoughts exactly.  When life becomes too heavy.