This weekend was perfectly full of antiquities. Saturday, my mom and I stopped into a hole in the wall in Santa Barbara's Victoria Alley. I can't remember the name of the shop, but I can find it again. And when I do, I'll buy my mom those yellow bakelite clips and that tiffany blue make up mirror that she wouldn't get for herself.
Yesterday, Mr. C and I strolled through downtown Ventura's Times Remembered. Checking out our local vintage used to be a common pastime, but it has been a while. Maybe because I always find something that I'm sure I can't live without. Like that amazing Spring dress I spotted and that ideal lace and ribbon slip.