Saturday, March 3, 2012

Lil' House on the Prarie

I love shopping 'vintage.' While I prefer a 50's  and early 60's style, I love tidbits from every era (IE: my hideous 90's mom sweater with big purple roses. So ugly). If I like it, I buy it, and I am not picky.

One of my favorite vintage stores in Athens is Minx Vintage. In the back corner, they have a kiddie pool overflowing with misfit clothes that have yet to find a loving owner. Everything in it is $5! If there are two things I love, they're digging for treasure and a bargain.

Most recently, I fished out this hideous dress. I saw something in it. Maybe it was the lace collar, or the colors in the plaid, but I had a vision. It wasn't even that bad to begin with - okay, it was pretty fugly, but I could have worn it proudly anyway.

Yuck

The shop owner said it was a prarie dress, circa late 60's, early 70's.

I figured for $5, I could afford to buy the dress, chop it up and potentially destroy it.

The most hideous thing about the dress was the sleeves. I wish I had a before picture of me IN the dress, so you could see the horror that I am talking about. They were the first things to come off. Next, I decided I wanted it shorter, because I am short. The second ruffle of fabric got chopped at the lace, which I used to make a matching belt since the elastic in the waist is a little shot.

Lame cellphone picture :(


Lastly, I did some repair work - there were multiple popped seams  - and voila. I'm quite pleased with myself, and I would say my $5 was well spent. Does it still count as vintage?