Vintage pRon
as promised, here we are at true value vintage clothing located at 710 Robson St. Vancouver (604.685.5403) down the steps and off you go. such amazing finds, lots of stuff for dudes just as much for the ladies so you can both spend an equal portion of time shopping together, and not just the dude sitting crabbily on his blackberry while you whisk on by in dress after dress after dress. no not talking from personal experience at all ha. i wish fil had a chance to check it out. ahh well, more reason to come on back yeah. brad was v impressed and overwhelmed, as he only had a 20 minute window. true value has a facebook group.
gorgeous. if i had those victorian boots i’d keep them in a glass cabinet too, covered in titanium, in a vault with surveillance cameras, buried in the park.
hot.
also, new clothing on offer. i skipped those.
i noticed a lot of vancouver kids are into dressing like rainbows.
swoon.
shit pic, brad LOVES this shirt, it’s in the rotation now for sure.
i want to dress store displays too.
this is not a beer drinking outfit. what luck i was wearing my red belt that day.
where am i going to wear this next, wizard school?
whatever guy put that up there should get a raise.
animal, you’re so graceful.
ok last one, priorities here people.
flapper dresses from the 1920s!
without flash. i’m an idiot, this is something i should have tried on and bought but no, i’m a quantity girl. guess how much fil loves this about me. whenever i say to him oh now i can get rid of such-and-such, endorphins actually release in his brain.
how much do you want to shove your face in there? (oh on a sidenote we ordered the original debbie does dallas last nite and we lasted until the shower scene. we have 36 more hours to get through the rest. i hate modern adult films, so gross and TMI big time. i like natural tits and jungle muff) ok where were we, right, scarfs.
so bummed i didn’t even notice the heart frames and they’re only 12 bones. someone mail me a pair of pink/red ones please. (doubly so cos a pair of my shades were mysteriously destroyed one nite in your city)
blurry whimsy.
i know a few broads who must be seriously salivating right now.
also, something on deck for you murderer fans. wink.
do you feel stupid yet, keira? i would!
see the feather head bands around that lamp!
oh just punch me.
STOP!
ok that’s enough. raymi would like to thank the nice folks at true value vintage for the good times and good finds xoxo. if you go, tell ‘em raymi sent you.
here i am in the peacock kaftan again.
and this onesie just inspired me to fire up the wii fit.
You ain’t wrong to be calling that pron. Not going to think about anything but shopping all day now. And I’m totally broke. *sad trombone*
I love True Value Vintage. We use to go down there all the time in Highschool but its been ages since I last went. I always wanted to buy half the store. I went to University with some of the girls who use to work there and would take old clothes, cut them up, and make new pieces out of them. They made some of my favorite pieces.
I told you to send me your address already for a late birsday prezzie. More ideas upon ideas you give me. ♥
Oh wow, talk about a flashback. I haven’t been in that store forever, since I was in my teens (and I’m way older than Danielle). I’m not sure if the ownership is the same since then. THEN…when I went…had vintageness about it too, but the era was goth/punk. And the store reflected alot of that. However, they also had other amazing pieces. I got a Betsey Johnson mini-skirt there, and I kick myself for losing it somewhere during the road that is my life. Not that I’d get away with a poofy Betsey Johnson mini nowadays. But the knick-knacks are the same.
if i remembered how to shop id have a boner right now
You are just a girl who came from two parents.
bahahahaa just wait til i reply to it via my blog
when you make a blog and tell people about yourself, no one will know who you are.
be back in a week i am going to the forest to not stare at my reflection in a stream.
good luck. remember not to be better than your environment. i think it will be easier when you cant see yourself.
yes, salivating!
Ummmmmmmm.
Can whomever decides to send Raymi the pink/red heart glasses also send me a yellow pair??
*droolz*
Sweet material… All the good stuff is always found in the peripheral areas of shops like this… Cheers- Andrew
thrifting is so much fun! I can only handle it once or twice a year. my brain goes on overload…
@Miss A I’ve reached my sunglass quota for the day. Oops, guess my secret is out. Hopefully Raymi will get them by the time she’s finished reconnecting with her true, inner self in the wilds of Northern Ontario. Kumbaya, Lauren… kumbaya.
just don’t mail them all busted please haha
omg! I’m going to vancouver soo and this place is now on my list of ‘must visits’ Cheers!
Way to rock the kaftan and red dress. That last pic. with Brad is a good one. (oh, and I just bought his CD.. can’t wait)
Oooh! I have the original Debbie Does Dallas, too and it’s fabulous just for the music alone!