Mom’s saddle shoes from almost forty years ago; tights from sophomore year that are falling apart but I just can’t bear to part with.
Hand-studded the leather jacket a week ago. My thumbs are still sore. Now I’m just waiting for my next shipment of studs to get here so I can do something with the other side flap.
I think I have a bit too much fun sometimes juxtaposing different decades of clothing all in the same outfit.
