A couple days ago, Mike came home hiding something behind his back. "No, you can't see!" he said. "It's a sorpresa!" (Spanglish spoken with a super-white accent is often the language of choice in our household.)
But I wrestled it away from him, and it was a bag from Prototype Vintage, one of Austin's most awesome vintage shops. And in the bag was this painfully adorable dress:
Dear god, the buttons! Can you see the buttons?? When I saw the buttons I let out a squeal so high-pitched it set every dog on the block into a barking frenzy. (Sorry, neighbors!)
- My husband surprised me with a gift, for no special reason.
- This gift was a DRESS that he picked out all by himself.
- This dress was vintage! AND it fit perfectly (a difficult feat for a vintage item!)!
I blame the buttons.