I’ve mentioned before how much I love what I do. My work constantly exposes me to beautiful artwork and fashion. What’s not to love? I can be in the most obscure place, and be inspired or make a new discovery. This is mostly because I have invested a lot of time studying fashion and art history. But another skill that has trained my eye is my love of vintage shopping. Between these disciplines, I’ve become a sort of walking encyclopedia of fashion and art.
This knowledge brings all types of occupational hazards. The first is that I find it nearly impossible to dress down. The second? My wallet can become a bit thin when I find something perfect. This happened on Wednesday, when I was out on the road for work. I stopped at an antique dealer, and found this gorgeous sweater.
Nestled underneath a wool coat and some dusty accessories, I saw a little sparkle near the neckline of this mannequin. I removed the layers to unearth this cardigan. It was in perfect condition. All the beading was intact. It honestly looked like it had never been worn.
Unable to resist it’s charm, I nearly tore it off the mannequin. It fit perfectly! What luck that work brought me this vintage find. Dressing room confession? I love my occupational hazards.
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And *that* is why I love a good antique store! It looks great.
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