OK. It worked.
A vintage dealer once told me that sometimes you go thrifting and it is somehow magically your day and everything amazing is just waiting there especially for you. Well this Saturday was my MOTHERF*ING day.
Actually it was my friend Maya’s and my big blow out Palm Springs thrifting extravaganza before she heads out to New York – permanently. And we did it with a bang.
So I am going to parcel out the amazing things we found all this week instead of doing one big thrifty post. Seriously – they deserve their own space.
I’m calling him “The Magician”. Maya calls him “John Cleese”.