Besides being the ultimate bittersweet movie, Forrest Gump is full of inspiration - especially when it comes to the age of hippies. However, I am only focusing on the looks that clearly resemble 1940s to the 1950s.
Yesterday I wore my pillbox hat from Sur La Tete, along with my vintage black gloves (belonged to my grandmother), my black flats, and my professional-looking blue dress from Coldwater Creek. . . . Let's just say the elderly enjoyed my look while the middle-age construction
worked along Van-Ness looked at me as if I was the Mad Hatter. . . Maybe I'm a bit of a perfectionist or maybe I'm in one of my snarky moods, but when it comes to vintage hats I think they need to be worn correctly. Or perhaps it has to do with what certain traits in a guy that could make me swoon . . . (One - blue or green eyes, two - glasses, and three - an old fashioned fedora with a matching suit.) But anyways, here's my list of fedora failures and pillbox pleasures!
*THESE ARE JUST MY OPINIONS AND SNARKY COMMENTS* *PLEASE TAKE NO OFFENSE, I'M JUST BEING GOOFY* Maybe it's my vintage nogalista hitting me again, but I really want to find an authentic 50s diner or 80s arcade in Washington DC and just hang out there for a couple of hours.
A few days ago I was looking through scanned photographs of my family members before they became my grandmothers, great-aunts, great-grandmothers, ect.
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