It would not be a "me" weekend if I didn't get a little bit of shopping in. While waiting for a table on  Melrose, I ran into American Vintage. Grabbed a high-waist leather pencil skirt off the mannequin and a bright orange tex-mex shirt. total cost: $28... wow.





Remind me why I don't go vintage shopping more?

Oh yeah, the weird smells and the endless racks. If the leather skirt didn't stare right back at me from the window, I would have never went in... I should rethink my vintage approach.