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.
