The Thigh's the Limit

Oh why the hell not? I can see these with one of my church lady dresses. They appear never to have been worn outside as the soles look new, and I didn't see any obvious signs of indoor use like teeth marks on the heels...

I reckon a hooker must have stopped by to donate some footwear today. These are also suspiciously new looking. I guess there aren't too many occasions for this sort of thing-unless you're me!  This morning I had an eye exam, and got new lenses set in my specs. My mother's old frames will have a green gradient tint, and my black Artcraft cat eyes will have the regular clear lenses. I can't wait for them to come back from the lab. I asked the young man helping me with my frames if he thought the bright green tint would look strange.
"Well yes", he replied "But consider the alternative!" I guess I shouldn't have asked the guy in a chartreuse shirt and tie if green lenses would look strange. An elderly couple sitting nearby (and entertaining us with dirty jokes) thought the green lenses sounded terrific. At any rate, I'm sure no one will notice my specs once they get a look at my footwear.

 

I found some shoes for "normals" as well. The Clarks were $5.99 which seems like a good deal (and they're also unworn).

Today was a first wear for this lightweight 70's dress. I'm not in love with the cap sleeves, but it was the perfect thing to wear on a warm, slightly muggy day.

 I bought the reverse painted bangle when I was pregnant as it was the only thing I could fit over my swollen wrists. It slips around a bit now being large, but I would never get rid of it associating it as I do with my pregnancy. I was so happy to have anything that fit. I gained thirty pounds, but I swear most of it was in my ankles and wrists. Danny was only 6 lbs. 11 oz. I blame the cheese-roll-ups. Oh, you want to know what that is? Take a slice of horseradish flavoured cheese (or a slice of Swiss with a dollop of horseradish) and spread it with cream cheese. Roll it up. That's where the thirty pounds came from. I did lose all of my pregnancy weight (and then some) but I have to admit I still can't look at cheese without feeling a little sick.

All those great shoes need handbags to match. That large tote with the print is actually vinyl inside, and on the trim, so the vinyltastic festival continues. The white bag with the Lucite handles was $2.99 at Goodwill, which is insane for a 50's handbag. I feel like I should keep stalking that store for a bit until all the granny bags hit the display. I suspect someone donated a huge number of these, and they're staggering putting them out. It can't just be luck that every time I've hit that location they've had a rack of crazy vinyl bags. Can it?

Finally, a beautiful enamel pot, never used but with a chip in the lid. No big deal, and at $2.99 for a heavy saucepan I'm willing to tolerate a chip on the lid. You don't eat from the lid. How I wish the rest of the set had shown up in the store-if ever a pot could tick all the boxes of things I love, this is it.

Danny has started printing out cards to hang beneath my crazy wall-art with things like:

                                                                  Homco Sconces
                                                                  Gilt on Plastic
                                                                  American, 1971
                                                                  Museum of Kitsch,

I thought it was funny at first, but now everything in the house has a description affixed to or beneath it. Maybe I really should conduct tours by appointment. Anyway, I'm letting him have his fun for the moment. There's still another month to summer break.

If anyone needs to label their kitsch, let me know and I'll have the little archivist make you some signage.