|Death on a leisurely bike ride|
|TabbiSocks display - I went home with about six pairs.|
|vintage skirt and top|
|Ashley's crimson shoes // my dollar store ring that broke before the end of the night|
|new-to-me vintage Ferragamos // Annalise's dove-grey suede heels|
|Miss Ashley Miller, who had a ton of pretty 60s clothes|
|two Hummingbird Girls, and one gesticulating man|
The Vintage Pop Up at Asterisk headquarters was a huge success! I was nervous about selling vintage for the first time, but I met a bunch of cool girls who seemed stoked on my selection. Things got super busy, what with clothes flying left and right, girls getting half-naked trying things on, exasperated boyfriends in folding chairs, free-flowing champagne, and me in the middle of it all, hurriedly stuffing a burrito in my face while helping girls style their new vintage duds (tip: a burrito goes with everything). It was stressful at first, but then my dimly-remembered past life in retail came into focus, the rusty old Customer Service motor sputtered to life, and so help me god I sold the shit out of some shit. And met some smart / wonderful / amazing folks in the process.
It was a lot of work, but I'm psyched to do it again. Perhaps next time I won't wear a fluttery wrap skirt that serves up vagina al fresco with every breeze.