I am an extradimensional being that materializes 1950s dresses and vintage typewriters out of thin air, who takes the form of a sentient toast sandwich so mortals may understand just how bland an entity I am.
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I've made a playlist of reverb-drenched 1940s gramophone tracks.
Yet another commentator sheds light on the grievances that have driven Hong Kongers to revolt.
For those unacquainted with the situation in Hong Kong, or have no idea that major shit is going down over there, this Tumblr post will sum things up quite nice...
My face when I spot a deal.
Kom till mig, kom till mig, dela sorgen med mig, sjöng bäcken.
As awful as the Salvation Army is, I couldn't resist a $5 electric shaver from 1961. It still works, too.
Gold and silver / Is the autumn, / Soft and tender / Are her skies.<br>
I found something like a dozen 1950s zippers, mostly deadstock, and 4 yards of 1950s seam binding at a thrift store. Needless to say, I bought them all.
Just picked up this coat at Mintage's pop-up store. It's totally mothproof because it contains no wool whatsoever!