Vintage Leanings
I'll come back and expand this more later but suffice it to say I love
vintage things. If I could be a pseduo 1950s housewife I'd so do it.
I'd have to work for at least 6 hours every day because being home
drives me crazy lol. But if I could be home to cook at a reasonable
time when I wanted, and he could do it when I didn't, and have really
cute hair all the time, i.e. more trips to see my stylist lol, then I'd
so sign up for it. Plus I'd learn to walk in cute heels so that would
rock too.
So finally expansion:
I am weird. I like very simple things in almost all possible avenues.
Solid colors, classic lines, tailored suits, pencil skirts and heels
with just enough height to give the calves a tightening but not so much
that my very clumsy self will fall in a lot. I like the simple makeup
and perfectly curled hair. I LOVE snoods (I'll give you an example in a
photo so you aren't going what in the world) and simple flower
adornments for the hair. I like cooking from scratch--I totally
understand the pour till it looks like mentality for making anything lol
thanks to Grandma. I am highly offended by box cakes but not
brownies--no passion for them at all, I love figuring out how to make
recipes that other people have made or that I like from other places at
home because it makes me feel good to make it cheaper at the house. I
like old fashioned relationships with a modern day twist of course but
I'd appreciate a strong partner who allowed me to be weak and girly from
time to time. Handling life on my own is tiring sometimes. I like a
man that looks good in a nice suit and who understands WHY he should
have more than a few of those. I like talking, reading, I like
gardening even though I've never had any patience for it since my dad
passed away. I love being a homebody and I'd adore having dinner
parties with friends and couples but we all seem so busy and
disconnected that we never sit down to do that.
I'm a weird mix of traditional girl with non traditional occupation and
living situation. I'm taking care of my mother after she got ill
several years ago. She's mostly okay just has memory issues and can't
drive--at least not my car. I have no kids and never imagined having my
own even though I did imagine being a kick ass stepmother to someone's
rugrats. I love cartoons more than most real tv shows and I love a good
tragic love story but City of Angels still pisses me off. I'm totally
romanticizing parts of what I consider vintage but I miss the days when
people took care of how they looked and what they did in public and
women wore gloves just because. I totally don't have a hat head so I
wouldn't wish that on anyway but it looked classy. Maybe because I've
never been what I'd call dainty I miss things that I think would make me
feel soft or warm and fuzzy. I'll be sharing more stuff in this vein
soon I hope. I've not really talked much about the Pecan Pie side of
things with the exception of food. And as you can tell I LOVE food.
Okay enough for now. Here are some photos:

Snood with a bow
Man in a nice suit hee hee
updated November 15, 2012