Not convinced? Neither was I so on Saturday I went on an adventure and found it. It was like a giant sweet shop filled with vintage goodies. Needless to say I felt like Jordan at a plastic surgeon’s office....EXCITED and as well as picking up a few groovy vintage pieces, I took loads of photos, channelled my inner John Lennon and skipped merrily down the lane....
Time for some detective work......
Now Watson...this is very pretty but as there are a shortage of meadows in the UK I can not REALISTICALLY purchase a picnic basket.
Browsing...browsing...
Oooh, this is cute...what do you mean I haven't been paid yet?!? Fiddlesticks!
Vintage, Vintage...
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| Who thinks I can get away with this bad boy at a law firm? Well how else am I going to store those important documents? |
It is almost like I am John Lennon..except the whole melanin/oestrogen thing....
Somewhere over the rainbow...the vintage lies....
Ooooooh pretty dress!!!!
Now I am off to see Phil Mitchell....
He MUST be down here somewhere....
No! It is just another vintage sale!!!!!!
To be continued......
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