13 May 2014
One of the best things about being a girl, if you ask me, is hand-me-downs. Oh, hand-me-downs! Bags + bags passed through friends of free treasures to sift through! Perhaps my good feelings on the topic of hand-me-downs is related to the (sad) fact that I have no sisters...and was thus never privy to the practice as a child. It might be somewhat less romantic for others. But adult hand-me-downs is its own fun (fun, fun!) game. Go with me on this.
Anyway, this particular ultra 90s frock was thrifted by my pal lane -- I was there with her when she pulled it from the rack. I remember when she tried it on....I may have seethed ever so slightly with jealousy...because it was like Topanga Lawrence incarnate. Which, in our age of rampant 90s nostalgia, is about the highest compliment one can hope to receive, no? But, oh, now she's mine, allllll mine.