The right choices in life, and in getting dressed each morning, aren't always clear. For those days when I can't seem to make right choices with either of the former, this day being one of those days, a girl needs a nice corner to cry in with a nice nondescript piece of art to stare at.
But at any rate, it's nice to know that vintage lace has been through more than your episode du jour.
//Deja Vu tomorrow? Orlando has some bitchin' vintage stores, btw.