Perennial Vintage

My favorite color in the whole world: olive green. So, naturally, I'm drawn to it like a bug to a zapper. When I'm shopping for items to fill my store, this color gets me every time and stalks me until I pick it up to buy. Not kidding. Vintage military, navy, air force, army, and even the forest service. It's kinda nuts. I love it all. So, here's the thing: If you like this color as much as I do, you're in luck, because I list it in the shop as fast as I can find it. And I also sell it as fast as I list it because I'm not the only one who loves this color. Are you sensing the madness here? Madness in me and everyone else who loves this color like I do? If I'm smart enough to sell the item (assuming it doesn't fit me, because when it does it makes it about a thousand times harder to sell), it's your gain. (duh). But, see this picture? This is me trying on a '50s Korean war era shirt ... and it fit. And I don't HAVE this one,

I'm telling you. The world is bringing me dresses right now. I go through literal deserts, trudging through hot sand, with very little hope of no dresses some seasons. But right now, it's all about the oasis, and three pools all with slides and a spa, and beautiful drinks with fruit and umbrellas in them. The dresses I'm finding are that good. Here's a few just from one store. Seriously. That is insane! (And I'm not complaining.) So this black dress I'm wearing, well, I'm keeping it. For now. See, all four of these dresses (1940s, 1950s, 1960s, 1960s respectively from left to right) all fit me, to some degree. Now, three of the four don't fit me as well as I want them to, so I'm begrudgingly selling them, in hopes they fit you better. This black one though, yeah, that's the one I'm keeping. It has rhinestones in the tule/lace skirt. It's splendid. And the belt is still there. Woah. Y'all. You know how hard it is for dresse