secondarily, my creepy obsession with vintage undergarments: revealed! sadly, the only place i've ever seen any for sale is at cabaret on queen. everything they have is beautiful and in amazing condition but priced way beyond my budget. i did pick up someone's old nightgown there this week, for 45 freaking dollars.
it's cool. i love president's choice macaroni and cheese for dinner. every night. til my next pay cheque.
