Bright light city gonna set my soul on fire.
Amber and I just got back from Las Vegas, where we dipped into the local vintage shops. Honestly, I figured it would be mostly sweat-stained showgirl costumes from the 1970s, but as it turns out, Vegas has very impressive vintage.
We started off with The Attic, which is the most well-known around the city and also has a Visa commercial (which we actually didn’t even know about before we went). It’s an incredible store with very sweet owners and some really great stuff. We fell in love with loads of pieces, held a mini fashion show for the manager, spent some quality time with the shop pets (a cat and a parrot), and ended up buying a couple things.
I tried on a few babydoll dresses and a coat worthy of Jenny in Forrest Gump, as you can see below, but it was the green Brady Bunch style pants that won my heart. Those came home with me.
Amber couldn’t part with a truly beautiful floral button-up maxi skirt she found (also below), but we did have to leave behind some of the prettiest things—including a little black dress that is nearly identical to a 1966 dress I’ve seen in the pages of French Vogue:
The last shop we went to was the Gypsy Den, which so cute and tiny. It’s cozy and cluttered, with some great handmade jewelry on display. Here Amber was enchanted by a 60s tapestry coat, and I found one of the most unique collars I’ve ever come across: a scallopy, fin-like lace concoction that was so lovely I had to buy the jacket that it was attached to.
So I never found that old showgirl costume I was secretly looking for—but I did succeed in making Amber try on a vintage court jester outfit. Don’t tell her I told you! What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas!