More Vintage Goodness
August 22nd, 2008I have to admit that I was initially attracted to the Greasy Waitress Vintage because of the name. As one greasy waitress to another, no one else can feel your pain. But alas! there’s just not a lot of pain going on there. Unless you think really cool vintage dresses and tees are painful. Okay, maybe I’ll allow you pain for the REO Speedwagon shirt, but for me that’s only because when I lived in Oregon Hill there was this drunk guy I called REO. I called him this for one very good reason: when he got drunk, he liked to walk down the street singing “Take it On the Run, baby. If that’s the way you want it, baby. Then, I don’t want you around.” VERY LOUDLY. I always saw him around 8 in the morning when I was on my way to teach a class at VCU, so I would pass him and say, “Hey, REO!” real cheerfully and annoying. He would stop singing, look at me and say, “Hey.” Then go back into song mid sentence. That, I suppose, is the true definition of pain for him and everyone else around.
Speaking of pain, Greasy Waitress has this item:
That’s a notebook made of a Rod Stewart album of him walking in the snow in all white, in case you need some explaining. Ah the beauty! of white on white on white with white. The even deeper pain though is our dirty little family secret. (Todd likes Rod Stewart. Old Rod Stewart but nonetheless. There I told everybody!) Maybe if I got him this notebook, he would write about his love rather than listen to Mr. Stewart’s records. I’m willing to give it a shot.
So check out her other notebooks, the t-shirts and go by her Etsy shop and you’ll see some great dresses too.
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