it's VINTAGE!

One of the (many!) up sides of having an identical twin, it turns out, is being the same size. So, if, say, your sister picks out a shirt that only comes in one size, and then decides that it looks more like something you would wear, she can very generously offer it to you.
So Betsy discovered this shirt at the Buffalo Exchange. And it quickly became my icon.
The chick at the counter had a sweet tattoo -- I asked her about it, since I was thinking about getting one -- but it turns out she got it from a dude named Eddie. In his basement. So nevermind. (I was also tempted by the $30 Manolos. But I was strong.)

Later, we hit some further thrift and vintage stores on 4th Avenue. Liz was in search of a scarf to turn into a bag as suggested in Blueprint. I found an adorable miniskirt -- but it turned out to be for Betsy. I love how a bunch of these stores were organized not by size or type of clothing, but by era. If only I looked good in flapper dresses. Alas. We also found some great bookstores (new and used!) and a coop. Why is Tucson so CUTE?

We're hot and hungry, so we head out in search of some frozen custard at a place I discovered on my househunting trip. They also have the BEST lattes I have ever had. And in case you don't know me -- I have had a LOT of lattes. A whole latte lattes. Hahaha. haha. ha. sorry. But for serious. Their frozen custard is AMAZING. They make a Blizzard-like concoction where they mix things in, and they're all dangerously yummy. Espresso milkshakes, too. The girls say it's doomed, and they're probably right -- it's not popular yet, though it's new, and everything is just a little too fancy.

I also see that it's a very bike-friendly city -- bike lanes everywhere, bike racks everywhere -- and since I live close to a lot of things but not THAT close, I'd really like to have a bike. Betsy suggests posting a craigslist ad that I want one for cheap.

Hear about what awesomely happens with that in my next post!