I keep switching the dancer back and forth. It's trippy and fun.
'Dirty Girls'
Spike's Bitches 37: You take the killing for granted.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
There used to be this fantabulous hat store in boys' town. I wish I could remember where but we always seemed to happen upon it by accident. You had to buzz to get in.
In my experience, this is much more an East Coast/Southern kind of thing.
interesting. I have no actual Midwest experience, and hadn't actually thought about hats till DebetEsses mentioned the lack (and I hope you can find a vintage store or something, Debet, because 40s hats are awesome). Odd that it gave me such an instant and strong reaction. Don't know where that came from.
If you think nobody wears hats in Chicago you've never been near the south side on a Sunday.
I went to a concert in Madison last Thursday night. Knit caps seems to be the hot fashion accessory for Madison women....
There are millinars in Chicago. And I thought that there was a store in the Loop where the Church ladies would buy their hats.
If you think nobody wears hats in Chicago you've never been near the south side on a Sunday.
I didn't say nobody. I just think it's much more common on the East Coast and in the South.
But, as with many things, I am speaking of my own experience, which means, I'm talking out of my ass.
Also, completely unrelated, my thesis adviser said I am an "indefatigable scholar" in a letter of support he wrote for me. It's my new favorite descriptor ever.
Oh, in Chicago, there'd be vintage stores. In Ft Wayne, nsm. I have to make do with Goodwill and Salvo. BEcause vintage stores might have hats.
I sort of consider Chicago a special case in the Midwest, and not representative of places with less population density.
I have a collection of vintage hats (started off my inheiriting my grandma's hats) and mostly I add on to it at vintage stores or estate sales.
And I live in KC.
I babysat the backlot tram tour part of Halloween Horror Nights last night. It was wet. Very, very, very wet. I haven't gotten that wet and miserable in a long time. I think ND got wetter, by the end of the night.
Yes, it was kinda like the Poseidon Adventure last night.