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 Why a vintage style blog?  Because if I'm going to spend this many hours trying to get my hair to do anything approaching 1950's waves, I'm going to write about it.  

I started doing vintage style when a friend threw a party with a 1950s theme.  I didn't really know anything about the 1950s so I hit Google.  I didn't want to wear a costume with a cheap, satin skirt with a poodle on it.  As soon as I did a search for 1950s women's fashion, I saw this:

The New Look.  Odd hat aside, that is one heck of a silhouette and a level of glamor that I'd never aspired to in my life.  I've always been a jeans and tee shirts kind of girl.  That picture, though, that convinced me that I wanted to wear a skirt.  A poofy skirt.  And no, I didn't look a thing like that for the party and I didn't even get a picture of myself but I was wearing a Pin Up Girl Couture dress, a petticoat, What Katie Did corslette, stockings, heels, and my hair was curled.  It was something so radically different but I loved it.  I loved the double takes I got when people saw the outfit and how fantastic I felt.  I bought a second dress on a whim and wore it out to dinner.  Let me tell you, it got some looks.  And then I had to have that dress that went on sale and a new petticoat to go with it.  This is totally acceptable attire for a Bacon and Beer Festival, right?  I had my picture taken so many times while sampling beer in my dress and big sun hat.  Too bad none of them shared the photos with me.

And now I'm here.  I own way too damn many dresses and I've dusted off my old sewing skills to make more since I'm 5'2" and nothing off the rack really fits right.  I'm like a size 6 shoulders, a 36D chest, 32" waist, and then a pair of hips that could end a nation.  I've got a little curve in my spine just to make things even more complicated.  For some styles if I want it, I have to make it.  I have a pile of petticoats, a growing collection of true vintage hats, and zero concern about being overdressed.  

Goal for 2021:  Figure out how to store petticoat collection

It's not all glamor all the time.  Some days it's sweater and leggings, especially during Covid.  And it's winter in NH.  Snow boots with cleats for traction are required to get to my car.  Reality is that I have the option to just . . . not be fantastically put together unlike the ladies actually in the 1950s and I exercise that option as needed.  Sinus headache and an 8am meeting?  Flannel jammies and a messy bun.  I'm not living the vintage life or anything, I just adore the style and wear it as much as possible.  

This blog is about my sewing, my hair and makeup struggles, finding the right accessories, and trying to put together that one perfect outfit.  It will also be about my eternal struggle with the selfie or really just getting pictures of myself.  Seriously, I see people do this all the time!  How can I not figure this out?!

The struggle is real.

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