Tuesday, April 13, 2010
For the last 2 hours, have been torturing myself by going down the whimsical, lovely rabbit-hole of design-and-vintage blogs. You know the ones. All these beautiful girls with amazing vintage wardrobes who are either terribly hip and live in an amazingly ingenious apartment in Brooklyn or terribly romantic and live somewhere bucolic down south, all of whom seem able to craft and make anything, have beautiful, well-ordered lives and etsy stores and beautiful blogs into the bargain.
Ugh. I feel inadequate.
However! I have noticed it always adds a touch of class to post a vintage pic on one's blog. So. I give you my grandfather, Moe, with his girlfriend Anne. Before my grandmother.