Amanda and I just got back from a week-long visit to Wabash, Indiana. It is my father's hometown and where we spent the first two years of our lives. It's also the first electrically lit city. I love it. So much history and little hidden treasures.
One of which is this antique store that we'd somehow never checked out before. It's arranged like a building full of junk. But the further you go up, the more amazing it gets. The ceilings are caving in, the floors are soft, the staircases are blocked off with CAUTION tape (yet still accessible?) There was a fire a couple stories up--honesty, I don't know how it's not condemned! There were rooms and rooms overflowing with vinyls. Thousands. You can't even imagine without seeing it. It was scary and beautiful!
|Silk Blouse: Thrifted|
Flannel Skirt: Urban Outfitters
Oxfords: Bass (via Amazon.com)
We both really love wandering around this town. It feels so nostalgic. They have the most wonderful historic theatre, restored inn, used bookstore, cemetery, parks and a cozy coffee shop named after a '40s circus elephant that got loose and ran through the building that now holds it's name. (Modoc's) A second home.