I’ve lived here my entire life and I’ve seen some weird things
yep. that’s my home town.
But never have I EVER,in the entire 24 years that I have been on this planet, lived in a teepee. Why do you ask? Well, perhaps because this isn’t the Oklahoma Territory of the 1800′s. Also, I’ve never shot a bow and arrow, I don’t ride a horse to work, and I can’t make it rain by doing some spirit dance around a fire.
These might seem like obvious statements to you but to the rest of the United States, Oklahoma is apparently still a territory and I’m skinning my lunch every day. Any time I mention that I live in Oklahoma, some version of the conversation above happens. It’s gotten a little bit better since OKC got a basketball team. I guess people just can’t picture Kevin Durant shooting a rabbit so we can now all live in the 21st century.
Let me just ask you: does everyone in California still pan for gold? Does every New Yorker like working on Broadway? Are people still driving the Oregon Trail? So why would you think I went to a school where they segregated the whites from the Native Americans? Ridiculous.
Vintage Sweater from my mother, Niki Biki Tank, Lucky Belt, Red Engine High Waist Flares, Target Fur Wedges (not pictured), Arm Candy: Francesca’s, Target, Gift, Lucca.
My mom is not the kind to hold on to vintage clothing. More like vintage fabric, pictures and the odd chair or two. So when she showed me this sweater I just had to snatch it up before my sister came home to visit and stole it from under my nose. Apparently it’s from Streets, circa 1982 ish.
I’m not sure if the 80′s counts as “vintage” but who cares, it’s darling! Those sweet little rosebuds on the front, and the pearl buttons on the back! And trying it on for my mom, while she tried to remember why she held on to it in the first place. Fate is the answer my friends.
I’ll have to remember that moment and try to hold on to some clothing for my future children. Which means I’ll have to stop buying cheap clothing from Forever 21 if I want it to last longer than a year.
The things I do for my future children. They’re gonna be some spoiled little trolls, I tell ya. They better appreciate my forethought in buying more expensive clothing so that they can wear it when it becomes vintage and cool again.
And no, before you even ask, I am NOT buying expensive clothing for myself. This is purely a selfless act for the future generations. Yep.