Anyway, she’s amazing. She also runs this thirft shop for the Assistance League. It’s called Thrift on 33rd, and it’s a great little shop. She shares my penchant for all things vintage, and the other day, she picked up this AMAZING, jaw-droppingly fabulous feathered hat for me. I mean, seriously! Pea green feathers? Was there anything more perfect for me ever made? I think not.

Thank you, Aunt Lisa. I absolutely adore it. And you know what? I’m going to bring fancy hats and gloves back in style. You just wait and see.

and omg.

how have i survived so long without watching this show?!

the vintage eye candy here is completely out of control. i was drooling over everything–the dresses, the hair, the lipstick, the furniture, the colors. and don draper? woah. they just don’t make ‘em like they used to.

i mean c’mon. where have i been? it’s like the 1950s dreamworld i’ve always wanted kinda sorta almost exists.

looks like someone has a new addiction.

the funny thing is–i love all of these interiors and would probably sell my soul/body/first born that really isn’t ever happening to have rooms like these:

don’t you just love her skirt, socks, and hair? not sure what the situash here is with the angry child, but the style of the pic is amazing.

yes!!!

that website is complete retro eye candy for the lovers of kitsch. (i.e., me!)

in the meantime, i’ve got some pics and videos coming from the most legendary show of my life last night. if you haven’t heard Sharon Jones and the Dap-Kings yet, your life is completely meaningless. quite literally.

happy friday!

Completely.

I’m not ashamed in the least to say that my happiness is completely defined by this gadget. This beautiful, sexified gadget.

We were basically made for each other.

my mermaid green jacket FINALLY came in the mail.

we partied down with the fam.

and ate some killer veggie burgers. (god made veggie burgers with me in mind. just sayin.)

even though it’s been perpetually rainy, it finally is summer.

and this stinker is happy about it.

happy sunday, kids. let’s make it a good week.

if you’re unfortunate enough to not know about these sweet creatures, let me enlighten you/change your life:

that’s a camper, kids. with a pop top.

they also cruise in the sands of america if you so desire…and i DO!

they have a fridge, a sink, a stove, and 100% unadulterated awesomeness. the sweetness of these is palpable should you have the great pleasure of meeting one.

anyway, we don’t have one yet, but we’ve made the decision to buy one the second we find the right one. (finding a solid vanagon circa 1985 can be tricky.) but let it be known that we are actively, ACTIVELY pursuing our marital dream of living a life of westy adventures and writing the best blog ever about it.in fact, we even test drove one the other day. it may not have been the gem, but sho nuff it only solidified that happiness in the morby home can only be achieved when based upon life in a vanagon. (you should also know i’ve never laughed so hard in my life as i did when we were driving that thing around the ghettos of SLC. omg. so fun.)

forget about kids.

forget about a house.

we’re buying a vanagon and cruising america.

stay tuned because this aint no casual dream. this thing’s gonna happen. and i’ll let you know when it does.

and that’s a guarantee. kinda like men’s warehouse.

my own diana f+.

mitchell, i can’t thank you enough. this is hands down the best birthday present a girl could ask for.

just think of all the adventures we’ll have together.

we already took two rolls of film today, so hopefully i’ll have a couple of cool shots to show you soon.

in fact, this blog just might turn into diana chronicles. but i don’t think you’ll be sad about that. she’s amazing.

also, thank you, father mike, for nigh unto 20 rolls of 120 film that expired in 1996. i can’t wait to see how they turn out.

thank you everyone for such a brilliant birthday. i’m the happiest 23 year old in the world today.

(p.s. more bday details soon. for now i’m going to close out the big day with a movie and my mitchell. )

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we ventured out to a new little frozen yogurt parlor down the street from us in sugarhouse called yoway.

best discovery of.my.life.

the business model is genius:

-a butt load of amazing self-serve fro yo flava flavs

-all the toppings you can possibly imagine, including cookie crisp and cap’n crunch

-$0.39 an ounce.

-build what you want, how you want it, for a mere $0.39 an ounce.

why didn’t i think of that?!

let’s just say all my fro yo dreams came true tonight.

you should go. in fact, i plan to go on saturday for my bday. come along. i dare you.

yes. yes i am.

“why does she shop so much?”

don’t worry. it’s budgeted.

even if it wasn’t, it would have been blasphemous to not snag these absolutely brilliant shoes:

“is that a t-stap + oxford + kitten heel?”

yep.

and what you can’t see is that they’re champagne with an incredible cracked, antiquey effect.

i audibly gasped in the store when i found them.

$12, suckas. 12 very well spent dollars.

it’s little shopping adventures like this that make me think, who needs a job when you can just shop?

pa ha. funny joke.

ps–i also picked up this little gem for my kitchen. as if i needed more knick knacks, right mitch?

the littlest things make me the most blissfully happy.

a long overdue hobby is back at last. a small price to pay for a husband’s unadulterated bliss.

of course, i benefit from it, too. it’d be a shame not to.

suck it, apartment living. drumming is alive and well.

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