I’ve had a depressing epiphany as of late, ladies.
I’m vintage, like as in old.
Take this Etsy listing as a sort of Exhibit ‘A’ if you will:
Since when is the decade of my youth considered vintage? She’s technically wrong, you know. Because I have it on good authority that clothing is only technically considered “vintage” if it hails from 1920 to 1960.
Some people think that since we’re past the year 2010, 80’s clothing can now be considered vintage. Hmm….I’m not convinced. What do y’all think?
Vintage or not, I got my faux 80’s on the other day…
…with a recently acquired uniformed heart print nonetheless. Paired with a modern, slim, cuffed pant, statement necklace, and textured ballet flats…it felt fresh. And fun.
And bottom line here…FASHION SHOULD BE FUN. Right?
If any of you are as depressed as I am by this 80’s epiphany, I suggest drowning your sadness in creamy bliss….Blue Bell’s Key Lime Pie.
It’s seriously off the chain. Can I say that, I mean, being vintage and all?
Well, I’m going to. It’s insane how good it is. There are PIE CRUST CHUNKS IN IT. Pie. Crust. Chunks. In it.
For the love!
Not to depress you yet again, but ….. Blue Bell only sells this flavor during the summer months. Then they yank it off the shelves. That’s it. Done. Gone. Bye bye.
I’m left shaking and jumpy like a tweaker in drug rehab.
If you’re lucky to live in one of the 20 states where Blue Bell is sold, I suggest you run….nay, sprint, to your nearest store.
But if you cross a short-haired red head dressed in Anthro on the way to the freezer section, and you have the last 1/2 gallon in hand, it might get ugly.