Last week, I spent some time at my parent’s house in Northwest Indiana. I wanted to enjoy the last few days of Lake Michigan beach weather, and check out some thrift stores (which were much cheaper than their nyc counterparts). I ended up totally hitting the jackpot, and found a huge bag full of amazing stuff! So much I had to pack another suitcase on my way home. Almost everything is sequined, and sparkly, and very 80’s.
Some of the best stuff I got:
Michael Jackson meets The Golden Girls:
And there’s a lot more to come!
I’ve been so busy finalizing everything I need to get done before fashion week, unpacking, and visiting friends that I haven’t had time to list anything yet. But some of this will most likely end up on my etsy, or ebay in the next week or two. So keep an eye out! Also, soon I should have some (hopefully) very good news about special fashion week happenings, a blogging collaboration, and a LOT of photos to share!
Today might have been the day of Michael Jackson’s funeral and memorial service in Los Angeles, but in his hometown of Gary, Indiana the atmosphere at his childhood residence was a bit more festive.
Crowds gathered to leave flowers and stuff animals, while Michael’s greatest hits played from a stereo across the street. Passerby’s danced and laughed together, celebrating the King of Pop’s life, and early times in Gary.
I’m so glad I drove the 20 minutes to Gary to witness this once in a lifetime event, and a part of history. Many of my own family members and friends grew up in Gary themselves. Some even saw Michael perform with The Jackson 5 in their early days! Love him or hate him he had a profound effect on music as we know it. RIP Michael!
The view from my parent’s living room. I’m sooo buying a pirate flag to hang on that flag pole…
After my parent’s house burned down back in February, they started renting a house a few blocks away on the beach. While this house will never really feel like “home” to any of us, and is too empty and void of memories for any of our liking, it definitely has it’s perks. I think if you have to lose everything, it doesn’t hurt to be living on the beach while you’re trying to rebuild your life.
I’m home for the next week and a half for the 4th of July holiday, and to attempt one last search through the old house before they tear it down. We’re having a huge friends and family BBQ on the 4th, along with attending the town’s annual sand castle contest with my cousin, and watching the firework show at night. I plan on spending the next week swimming and biking as much as possible, taking day trips to Chicago, working on my Etsy store, experimenting with my Blackbird Fly camera, and drinking a lot of the best ever homemade sangria.
It’s due to storm tonight and tomorrow, but I already went for my first swim this afternoon! I’ll be spending as much time down on the beach as possible this week. Preferably with my dog.