
The other day I found a gorgeous dress in a street market. I was in love with it. Big flowers, oversize. I was thinking on what to do with it until I saw myself wearing it.
Perfect.
Then it came yesterday. Perfect items just came coming to my hands. A really short skirt, some people would call it top, I call it skirt, is a matter of semantics, or a gorgeous brand new turquoise blazer that I would wear as soon is clean.
But then, as we kept proving items and making photos of them, it came the perfection made dress.
It started like a joke, kinda with the sentence of: Oh my god, Jose, look at this! And following up the laughs the ideas just kept coming to our minds. Like cutting it or something like that. And it was just 1 euro so I thought, whatever, just buy it.
And I did.

The surprise came when I put it on.

Then it was awesome. The dress was like made for me. I just couldn't take it off. I just wanted to sport it. I even had lunch with it. I felt like a princess, like a Prom Queen nominee. Then I came home, and my boyfriend who respects but rarely shares my fashion sense told me that it looked great, and that some maid of honor must had give it to charity.
And then he started calling me Marla Singer, I really don't care. I love the tragedy of the character and Helena so It just made me think on her words, that someone loved that dress and then gave it up. Or some really mean bride forced her best friend to sport it. Because the dress is awesome for just wear it in summer, but not for a wedding in anyway I'm just not touching anything of it. I love it.

Some second hand clothes are perfect as they are. I rarely find something that fits m

So along this week I would open the shop with new items. You can buy them or you can get the idea of how to make something similar in this blog.
I won't update with anything I hadn't share the making off here first, which is the reason on why I hadn't open the shop yet..
But in my career as expertise in vintage and second hand clothes I must say that some things are perfect as they are. I hope you also had find something you love and can sport without doing anything to it. But if you didn't, I would keep updating with great and easy DIY projects so we loose our fear to buy something that obviously don't fit, but that you would love to wear.
After the last shopping sprees, the whole idea of X gone Y is loosing its point, but I'll keep looking for things to restore, I just love to do it and is also a good exercise for my patterning and sewing classes.
P.S I hadn't forget the pattern of the dress. I would update it soon, just my PC seems to don't want to work the Macromedia applications lately.