Showing posts with label tacky taste. Show all posts
Showing posts with label tacky taste. Show all posts
Wednesday, November 5, 2014
Tacky? Who, me?
I have mentioned that some people in my family (my two daughters and very occasionally, my husband) have accused me of having tacky taste. My daughters say that this jacket proves their point.
I, of course, disagree; otherwise, I wouldn't have bought it. I LOVES me some fringe and this has fringe yo!
Normally, buying something is not a blog post, because who cares, really? But this was an unusual purchase because I literally bought it off someone, as in, off someone's body. I had been admiring it from a distance while I was at the Country Living Fair at Stone Mountain, and when I walked by the woman wearing it, I noticed a price tag on it. Weird. It turned out that she was a vendor at the fair and she WAS hoping to sell the jacket. So I bought it. Legitimately. I did not wrestle it off the woman and run.
The price was great. She was happy; I was happy and I just retrieved it from the cleaners. (Vintage clothing bought off someone else's person is not necessarily shiny clean.)
I have fringe!!!
Friday, March 20, 2009
Tacky Cool
As I have admitted in the past, I am accused by some of having tacky tastes. I just bought this gorgeous and fun jewelry holder and sent this photo of it to my daughters. Older daughter, a professional writer, said that she just couldn't find the words. Apparently she really loves it so you can guess what's on my Christmas list for her.
Younger daughter said she couldn't decide between whether it is a "Lorelei Gilmore" thing, or "OMG, you paid good money for that!" Guess what's not on my Christmas list for her.
But, don't you just LOVE it?
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