Take Me To Beverly Hills

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American Apparel top

Vintage suede jacket

Vintage silk neck scarf

Vintage Wrangler jeans

Vintage hat

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In college, I'd choose maybe a weekend or two each month and go with a friend to hit up estate sales in the affluent neighborhoods surrounding our UCLA campus. Usually Beverly Hills. The world of fancy people with fancy things who love to throw valuable things away (great for me!). We'd wreak havoc as we got our hands dirty digging through closets of full of vintage designer to be reworked for my Ebay online shop that I had at the time (I stopped running it after I graduated) or just for myself to wear to class. I'd leave with an endless supply of 80's style dress in every sort of pattern imaginable (some silk, some flammable), Chanel-esque gold chain waist belts and Salvatore Ferragamo ballet flats (bow ties and all). My daily uniform during my college dorm days was a reworked 80's granny dress, pleated and mid-length and heavily patterned, paired with high top Converse sneakers and a cross body chainlink bag. If it wasn't Converse on my feet, then it was a pair of jazz flats.

Today, I'm far more subtle with my clothing concoctions, but bits and pieces of my former self still sneak into my daily uniform. That print on that 80'd granny dress? Now it's on my silk neck scarf. Denim maxi dress? How about we just keep it to a pair of raw-hemmed jeans for now. I'm far simpler now. My 80's phase slowly crept into 90's minimalism mixed with 70's bohemian. But who knows . . . maybe my 80's phase will be back, and so will my oversized grandpa glasses. Be ready for it. I do miss those dear old days of being a kid in a candy shop in those Beverly Hills mansions and making out like a bandit. The thrill of the hunt still never gets old. But on this day in particular, I just came to look at the palm trees and enjoy the sunshine.