Ack, I’m at home during the morning for once. It’s so weird, but the sunlight is peeking through the trees, golden and beautiful. I could say a billion things about it, but it would be reduntant. Besides, I have pictures!



Ack, I’m at home during the morning for once. It’s so weird, but the sunlight is peeking through the trees, golden and beautiful. I could say a billion things about it, but it would be reduntant. Besides, I have pictures!



"These are not the memoirs of an empress, nor of a queen...these are memoirs of another kind." ~ Sayuri, Memoirs of a Geisha
Welcome, Chickadee's, to Victory Girl: The Life and Times of a Modern Patriotute. I'm your Ghost Host, a 30 year old vintage lady who walks the line between jazz baby and khaki wacky.
I'm new to this whole vintage thing, but I'm a big fan of homework and that's all I've been doing for the past three years - homework. Everything from silent films to vintage books, old and new interviews, tutorials on the web and plain old common sense. Once I know anything at all I'll be posting my own tips, tricks and tutorials, but for now this is just my mad, mad life in 1941.

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Prettiful! At least it’s pretty where you are now… That’s an upside, right? I need to start posting pics on my blog too, don’t I? lol!