Little French Flea Market

Dress: thrifted (the tag says “14 years old, Made in Portugal.” So it’s meant for a 14-year-old Portuguese girl?)
Loafers: Payless thrifted, remixed
Tights: Kohl’s
Belt: thrifted
Coat (below): thrifted, remixed

I love flea markets. Unfortunately smaller ones are kinda tough to find in LA (the Rose Bowl one is huge.) So imagine how excited I was when I found the Little French Flea Market – not only it’s small, cute and full of vintage, shabby chic things that I love, but it’s also just a 10 minute bike ride away from my apartment. Of course I immediately made plans with my like-minded friends Katie and Debbi to meet up…

I only have that one outfit picture (taken by Debbi) because I was too busy taking pictures of the flea market myself. Check it:

Does this count as an outfit picture?

These tiny vases are so damn cute. I just don’t have anywhere to put them

I want this Monet umbrella so bad (he’s my favorite Impressionist.) Why oh why does it have to have a $125 price tag?

The place is full of pretty little flower arrangement like this

The must-have Nutella crepe

Katie found a cool vintage sequin top that makes her look like a mermaid:

And even though I’m still on the shopping ban, Debbi picked out this lovely blue vintage dress for me  (it’s very Mad Men, though more Megan than Joan.) But unfortunately I failed to, shall we say, sufficiently fill it out:

Yeah… no.

That doesn’t stop me from breaking my shopping ban though. My haul:

3 pieces of vintage lace/trim, 3 brooches, 1 pendant, 1 pair of clip-on earrings (I have something else in mind for them.) Total damage: I don’t want to talk about it.

I just couldn’t control myself. How could I, when there were these many pretty things around:

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