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I like to reminisce a lot. About childhood, about youthhood, about freshmanhood, about summerhood, about robinhood (lolz, see how I just threw that in thar?!). So, my friends, let us all join hands and reminisce about something that is dear to us both. Something that we both treasure in our hearts. Something by the name of "LEXY'S OLD POSTS." (tee-hee.)

SHBAM! *Cue the gray swirly flashback effect* Enter April 11, 2011. Lexy buys new winter coats. Lexy says (and I quote), "I thought I’d share these jackets because, well, quite frankly, I hope that you DON’T see them in outfits soon."

Well, guess what? Yup, you got it! You're seeing one in an outfit! Why? Because the weather here is silly, of course! I always thought the whole "April showers" thing was a goofy myth, like Santa Clause and vegetables becoming good when you grow up. Nope. It's been cold and gray and rainy for 92.18% of April thus far. Oh, goodie. So in came this jacket. Also, a lot of primary colours. And a sunhat. This was my ode to nice weather. (Which did, by the way, grant us its presence halfway through the day! I'm the weather god! Duh! The end.)

Yippee! Wore this outfit whilst shopping at the Kensington Market in Toronto. Basically an accumulation of attractively dressed people and attractive vintage clothing and the likes alongside. It's a win. (My sister took all these stalker shots of me. I mean, no... I had paparazzi following me! It's ridiculous! I try to go to an inconspicuous place! And they still find me! Pfftttt. I just want to be a normal girrrllll! Why me? Whyyyy? Britney shares my soul.)
Found my sister's style in vintage form. She tried it on. She refused. Bummer.

I love the atmosphere of Vintage shopping. It's so fun discovering new goods. And I feel like there's this sense of togetherness amongst people. Like, "Oh? You like smelly, tattered gems, too?" INSTANT BFFS. It's a rather joyous time. But I must be completely honest: I'm fairly reluctant to buy things unless 1) They're from the $5 rack or 2) I absolutely won't find it at Value Village/ Salvation Army/ Goodwill, and thus I can splurge and venture into the double digits. (GAH I BOUGHT A DRESS FOR $30 THIS WEEKEND!&@#$ SUCH A RARITY OF SPENDING.) Sometimes I think "Vintage" is just a fancy term for tattered clothes. Seriously. Some of that shiz I can find at Value Village for a third of the price. But, you know, overall = I enjoy the process.


I matched the graffiti. So, naturally, I had my sister - ahem, paparazzi - stalk me there. I feel like I undercelebrated the coolness of this fact... I MATCH THE GRAFFITI THEREFORE I ROCK!!!!! Seriously. I ROCK!!!! I get way too overexcited about things.


(Trench - Value Village $10, Shirt - Value Village $3, Skirt - Thrifted $1, Tights - H&M $5, Shoes - Value Village $7, Hat - Nepal, AwesomeFurryBagThatLooksLikeMyDog- Gift)

Anyways. I hope you all enjoyed this post and what not. It was a fun day. I like being in big cities. I like being in Vintage markets. I like the atmosphere of being with other people who, you know, kind of just get it. I feel like when I'm in malls or at schools or walking my dog or whatever you can do in suburbia, people are very, "WTF? SHE'S WEARING A FELT HAT IN APRIL?!" Then there are people who are like, "nice hat" or *gasp* don't even take notice! It's actually lovely.

Also, I just watched Arthur's It's Only Rock n' Roll. I really thought you should all know that because, well, it's only the greatest film of all time.

xxx
I liked the comments formulating in the post below, so I'm going to be a repeat offender (SAY WHAT?! I AM SO REBEL.) (Yes, "Rebel," just became an adjective. I'M JUST THAT REBEL.)
1) How do people react to your outfits on the streets?
Also, fill in the blank:
2) I feel most confident when ___________________.

P.S. I'm heading off to Washington D.C. tomorrow for my Senior Trip (53 more dayzzz till I graduate!!!!! pft, not that I've been counting for the last three months or anything...). I'm really proud to be graduating and jazz. But I'm more proud that I fit A WEEK'S WORTH OF STUFF INTO ONE TINY CARRY-ON SIZE BAG. Seriously. I'm feelin' so boss right now. I'm da champ. Bro. (The bro was burped out. Like "buhrooooo." This emphasizes my bossness/champness.) Um, basically. I'll see you all in a handful of days. Smooches!