my favorite color is shiny

winter whites, not winter blues...

today i am grateful for...

cleaning out my closet. ooh girl, she was stuffed to the gills! all my poor clothes look so unloved and so unspecial. isn't that the worst? i'm trying to be good, and "shop my closet". so i dug out a few oldies, but goodies, from my white section.

this sweet peach was found, i believe, in miss petria may's gorgeous, well-edited vintage store. i was 20 years old and had found her store via a vogue article. and i bought this on sale, and felt like i had gotten the golden ticket.

this baby with the puff sleeves came from a thrift store in upstate new york. run by a rather crotchety old lady. lovely store, stunning selection, but she was a mean old coot.

this careworn blouse i unearthed in a crammed rack at a musty, church thrift shop in the outskirts of connecticut? maybe new york? possibly massachusetts? i'm not exactly sure. same summer of 2005.

and this one... ebay. she was a steal because of a few minor tears, and i snatched her up! a little tiny and small in the shoulders, but it will serve as great inspiration to work on my yoga... oh resolutions.

this summer, i may or may not be channeling miss fanny brawne on my days off. maybe this will be my hot weather style cure-all, once i am forced to retire my sequins for the season. white, lacy garments and outrageous hats. and covered in butterflies. chelsea cook and i are gonna build butterfly homes in our bedrooms.

****peter hale cooney III, if you are reading this, do not laugh! you might want to dress like her too, after you see this movie ; ) and maybe you, me and chelsea can revise and re-do the lunar moth project...******