Ever since I was in primary school I was always intrigued and facinated by vintage clothes; wondering and imagining where and how they had worn this particular hat or dress or earrings.
My mother had several friends who were well over her age, probably closer to their 70's, and when we'd visit their home I remember them at times giving my mom clothes they no longer wanted or used (clothes from their yesterdays). On days like those I remember I couldn't wait to get home to try on the clothes or jewelry we'd been given - lol. These items they were tossing out were my treasures. The clothes were different from what was in the stores and what everyone else was wearing, they were unique, from another time and I loved it. To this day, one of my favorite go to handbags is a black Italian leather clutch I was given by this cute little old lady (whinee) when I was in the 5th grade.
In middle school and high school my style was more on the punk side - dickies, vintage graphic tees and high top converse, with very heavy black eye liner (lol). Back then and even today my go to places to shop are local thrift stores - you never what you're going to find and that's exciting, well, to me it is, haha.
Alright, enough of the ramble. Below are a few photos from our time at the Mcnay Museum Gardens and my latest vintage find - a white silk and lace top that in my opinion is freaking gorgeous!
Desde que era chiquita, siempre e tenido una fascinación con la ropa antigua/vintage/retro - donde habrán usado este vestido, sombrero o aretes? En una fiesta? En una cita romántica? Jaja ya se que an de pensar q' estoy loca pero detrás de cada articulo de ropa hay una historia - bueno, por lo menos yo pienso así. Recuerdo las visitas de mi mama con una amiga de ella q' tenia como unos 70 +/- anos, en veces le regalaba a mi mama ropa de cuando era joven o q' simplemente no le quedaba - esos días eran mis favoritos! Quería volar a casa a probarme la ropa q nos habían regalado, jajaja, me encantaba por q' la ropa no era como la q' vendían en las tiendas, era única, de otros tiempos. Due hecho, una de mis bolsas favoritas es una bolsa negra de piel italiana q' me regalo esa misma señora cuando tenia 11 anos, ja ja ja, esa bolsa a de tener mas 40 o 50 anos!
Bueno, aqui les dejo unas cuantas fotos de nuestro día en el jardín del museo McNay en San Antonio en que traigo puesta una blusa hermosisima q' compre en una tienda de antigüedades hace unas semanas.