Oh, no! We didnt steal anything. The only crime super sweet and fun Camille and I had was that we had an embarrassingly good time this lovely Sunday. It involved us taking pictures on Hawthorne while people bustled by, blog gossiping, eating brunch and some major vintage buying. Not to mention the creepy vintage man in Red Light on Hawthorne who was stalking us, as well as the funny man with two children at Goodwill trying on ridiculous mens shirts as Camille contemplated a vintage YSL gray button down and I wondered what the heck Tencel meant, (it was on the label of a shirt that I bought.)
Wearing a vintage A. Gold E. peacoat jacket, american apparel disco pants, marc by marc jacobs navy heels and vintage black hat.