Rummage sale haul


A church near our house had a Rummage No-Sale. Eric and I stayed up real late (other people get up early for things, but since we don't get up till dawn anyway, we stay up later) to be among the first people there. There was this one cluster of boxes in the back that nobody seemed interested in which contained all the coolest shit. It looked like it had been one person with fabulous style who made all her own clothes, because they were all really skinny and had no tags.

Eric and I got matching suits.

This outfit cannot be done justice by this picture. It is really very neon.

And reversible!

We like to think of this picture as a color-blind American Gothic.