my god, it's full of vintage.

Went to the wholesale vintage warehouse in Baltimore this morning. Words are not really adequate to the task of conveying just how much vintage clothing was contained in this warehouse. I spent the better part of two hours going through a single giant cardboard bin of cotton dresses, bought about 70 of them, and didn't even make it halfway through the bin. And that's not even counting the skirts and blouses, or the fairly large pile of incredibly beautiful and delicate 1950s little girl's dresses and slips I amassed.

So that was pretty good.

In case you're wondering just how big my haul was, here is everything piled on the couch:



Lots of things now need to be sorted through, tagged, inventoried, soaked in Oxy Clean, have buttons sewn on them, and various other things, but I think I am going have enough stock for my opening on March 1.