I am old, my dears.

I turned twenty on Tuesday, but since the 18th turned out to be a rather lackluster day, I've decided that my birthday really fell on the 19th this year. Because that was the day of the great McGill costume sale. Turns out that the costume department at my school had been hoarding some real treasures down in their basement hovel, and they were finally releasing them. At a price, granted, but at an entirely reasonable one. I had the date marked off in the calendar since the signs went up, even though I was more interested in just wondering through the costume department as some kind of cheap outing. I also figured Katie and I would be the only people there, at twelve, gleefully bouncing on our heels like kids at Disneyworld. I don't know if it was the the allure of 50 cent tights, but the place was packed. We even had to wait in line to get in, but it may have been their awesome vintage room that was getting all the folks in. But it was all worth it.

Here's my fabric haul. All this for a bunch of spare change.

A cute shirt, that was made in London, possibly from the sixties. On the right: a brightly printed summer dress for those hot, muggy Montreal days. Sure, I won't be seeing those days for another few months, but that gives me enough time to excise the monster shoulder pads. Or to buy a can of AquaNet to complete the look.

And my favourite piece. A sheath dress with a beaded collar, dating from the early sixties if the label is any indication. The beading is in perfect condition, and it actually fits quite well- I may take the waist in a smidge, but it's not a neccessity. And it only cost me 8$!

So, everything all put together cost me a whopping 21.00$. A few more bucks and I may have been able to buy one shirt at the Gap.

And then I just got a belated birthday present this morning! I won a competition over at Whip Up, for a bunch of Amy Butler-related swag. I never win anything! Even if I deserve to! Clearly, the universe is not in alignment this week. So, if there's anything you guys usually screw up, give it a shot this week. It's the perfect time.