Thrifting Coups

Sweaters & Daisies in a Baker Neighborhood Parking LotOct 09 2015

Walking down the street in Denver's Baker neighborhood, you never know what you might find.  Peeling black and white photos tire-level in a parking lot?  Sure, why not?  Why is it there?  What does it mean?  Meh nevermind, here is my almost entirely thrifted outfit!

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Bright Yellow in the Hungarian Freedom ParkOct 08 2015

Remember like two seconds ago when it was still warm out?  Took the dogface out to his favorite park in Denver, the Hungarian Freedom Park, where he is continually disappointed there is no water in the fountain, and I wore a bright yellow 1960s shift dress and the most awesome vintage Jean Paul Gaultier denim jacket you could possibly imagine.  I wish I had something profound to say about the Hungarian Revolution.

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Maybe It Will RainOct 06 2015

Ooooh-hoo look at me, being playful by throwing leaves in the air right as the picture is being taken.  What they don't tell you is you'll definitely, definitely get leaves in your eye.  So I wouldn't recommend it.  Just going comfy today, waiting for it to start raining.  An oldie but a goodie, a canary yellow chambray Diane von Fursternberg button down oxford from the 1970s.  Thrifted, of course.

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Thrifting Tip: Look For High Quality Leather BagsOct 06 2015

Is there anything better than finding a kick-ass bag at a thrift store?  If you're me, no.  If you're other people...probably.  But nevermind that.  Some of my most timeless pieces are from thrift stores - designer and no-name alike - and they are work horses.  Not to mention people generally seem to like to compliment me on them and I get immense satisfaction out of telling them I got them at a dirty, disgusting thrift shop. (A common side effect of thrifting: looking to others for gratification).  Anyway, here are a few tips on finding your own instant classic leather bags.

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Magenta at the Denver Students Art LeagueOct 05 2015

New career as an artist?  Ha.  As a corporate lawyer, the closest I come to art are the multi-colored markups of too many authors in a redlined contract.  AMIRITE counselors?  No, I just happen to live down the street from the Denver Students Art League and I commandeered a few locations for some quick shots.  Perhaps next time I'll work up the nerve to sneak into a classroom.

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