Yep, that was the "verification word" I got whilst commenting on another blog (Hello, Monkeyface, in case you were curious.). Given what I do, I thought it would make an excellently dorky post title. And then I realized that most verification words are excellently dorky, so I'm going to choose the best one I see every day and use it as my post title for at least a week. Or until I get bored of it. Because I can! I have a blog, you see.
Anyway, in only slightly more relevant news, my mom and I scout for each other all the time. We are both avid collectors of this, that, and the other thing, as well as discerning dressers and decorators, and while our individual tastes are often very different, we have an almost psychic radar for what the other might like. So if, say, I'm knocking around in Anthropologie and come across a dainty handpainted bird doorknob, or she's in our favorite little hometown proud antique mall by the library and sees a killer vintage leopard collar, we give each other the heads up. Its like having a personal shopper, only ten times better, because I get to shop for her, too! And any excuse for extra shopping is a good one.
Tulle duffel coat, TJ Maxx, $24
Vintage wool sailor pants, Buffalo exchange, $14
Max Studio silk blouse, Marshalls, $12
Vintage leopard collar, thrifted, $20
Farylrobin pumps (!!!), Buffalo Exchange, $38
Antique chainlink bracelet, stolen from mom.