Call us schmaltzy, but slipping into a vintage dress is an entirely romantic experience. Summoning the woman who wore it before us, envisioning how she pieced the ensemble together, and imagining the secrets the threads keep is beyond intoxicating. Could that caftan have been Talitha Getty's? Did that beaded gown belong to a man-eating vixen? Perhaps! Apart from the yesteryear fantasies, donning retro regalia is often the only surefire way to stand apart from the ready-to-wear masses. So, why no...
Call us schmaltzy, but slipping into a vintage dress is an entirely romantic experience. Summoning the woman who wore it before us, envisioning how she pieced the ensemble together, and imagining the secrets the threads keep is beyond intoxicating. Could that caftan have been Talitha Getty's? Did that beaded gown belong to a man-eating vixen? Perhaps! Apart from the yesteryear fantasies, donning retro regalia is often the only surefire way to stand apart from the ready-to-wear masses. So, why no...
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