
Once When I Was about 8 years old I had a faux fur coat with contrast trim that I worn in those sunny but chilly winters in Houston. Here I am with my cousin and her cat Blue. I think it’s these photos and memories that always keep me searching the thrift stores for something old to make new again. In a sense every vintage piece I pick up is just a jigsaw puzzle of a lifetime of fashion memories that I am somehow trying to recreate.
Once When I Was about 8 years old I had a faux fur coat with contrast trim that I worn in those sunny but chilly winters in Houston. Here I am with my cousin and her cat Blue. I think it’s these photos and memories that always keep me searching the thrift stores for something old to make new again. In a sense every vintage piece I pick up is just a jigsaw puzzle of a lifetime of fashion memories that I am somehow trying to recreate.