You're an ace vintage store near my house- way too expensive for my tastes (vintage chanel in the window, my size. makes me sad every time I pass it.) I am so glad the satin lined pink dress did not fit me (totally not into pink, but whatever). This dress would only work if it had been pieced as well as the REWIND dress was... guh. Vintage handmade work.
I always wanted a pair of jelly sandals as a kid, but my mother was against them. Don't remember why. When I saw a girl wearing a pair of these on the tram the nostalgia was overwhelming- these were gorgeous swirly opaque ones... nom nom nom.
I always wanted to be a florist as a kid. Who could think of anything lovelier than being surrounded by flowers all day? I live not far from one of melbourne's biggest cemetaries, so there are heaps of florists in the area- and you always hear people mention on the tram (as we go past the intersection where there are THREE florists) how the only purpose of a 24hour florist is apologising for being a shit husband/boyfriend...
But then there are the 'meeting the in-laws' flowers, the anniversary-flowers, the new-nephew-flowers and (best of all) the 15-year-old-first-date-flowers. I'd love to hear all those stories: