I broke fifty comments for the first time on my last post, and I just wanted to send out the most enormous sloppy kiss to everyone who reads my blog and encourages me to keep sharing all the things I love. Thank you.
vintage sweater and bangles, diy-ed target shorts, vintage keds
This all makes me feel like I should be playing tennis in the fifties.
The pink pockets are sewn on, from another pair of shorts.
I spotted the sweater while thrifting aimlessly with Sylvia and we both fell in love with it, so we have joint custody. A granny sweater made in France? What could be sweeter?
Speaking of France, I WANT TO BE HER. Scott is one of the only people who really makes me wish I could have a Freaky Friday kind of incident and wake up as somebody in one of his pictures.
If you love France and Impressionism and impossibly gorgeous writing as much as I do, I highly recommend Luncheon of the Boating Party by Diane Vreeland. It's a work of fiction, but it beautifully narrates how Renoir came to paint the famous work and how the lives of everyone in it coincided with his. One of my favorite novels.
Brigadoon opens tonight! Wish me luck!