In my blog-sploration today, I happened across the page (via the lovely Style Symmetry) of an online vintage boutique called Magic Child Vintage, the lovechild of two of The Beautiful People – Ashley Krantz and Ian Marshall. A exhaustingly adorable couple you will soon love to hate. Read on.
Their bio according to said page:
Ian and Ashley live together, on a farm, on a piece of land in Akron, Ohio. Also residing on the property are 2 horses, 1 goat, 3 dogs, and some cats. It is a fascinating land like no other. Living in the harmony of country living comes a powerful force of music and style.
Daily living revolves around efficiency & saving energy, right down to the clothesline dried items we sell online. While striving to maintain a GREEN lifestyle we keep our fingers firmly implanted in the latest forms of pop media technologies.
Our day-to-day business is conducted at two locations. The online Vintage Clothing Boutique is run from the farm, while our Music Production Facility is located minutes away in an abandoned glass factory. Both of our locations have low overhead and provide us with plenty of space to allow for an effective workflow.
We seek refuge in the rural landscape while we focus on expanding our ideas and growing presence globally. With an edgy sense for fashion, a fresh musical style, and a unique eye for images Ian and Ashley form a powerful POP media machine.
Really?? A couple of hot models in love, playing music on a farm with white horses – a magical wonderland of pristine vintage clothes, rustic photographic backdrops, and really really Good Hair Days?
If that’s too much American Dream for you to bear, make sure you think twice before taking a gander at the following most awesome vintage gems. Methinks it’s just about time for this blogger to take a midwestern roadtrip, if this is a sample of the bounty for hawk in the thrift stores of Akron, Ohio.
 
Too fucking cute.
After closing down their eBay store, the couple has had some success selling items from their Myspace page whilst readying their own site.
Oh, and in case you were wondering, items are pretty reasonably priced between $20 and $30.
by Diana Deaver
hi guys.
i know i’ve been awol for… ahem, cough, umm… about two months now. you were missed dearly. thank you so much to all of you who sent emails/searched me out and found my personal blog/contacted me in one of the plethora of other ways possible, to send me your love, well-wishes and thoughts. it really meant so much to both me and the bf. i know there are people out there who are skeptical of this internet world, but it has brought me such an incredible amount of support. i wouldn’t give you guys up for anything.
i feel so unprepared to jump back into the fashion-blog world. sort of nerdy-3rd-grader-ish. like, “hey guys! check it out! i’ve been thinking about hats!”
but whatevs. i have been. especially my newest addition to the collection – a vintage (fake) ‘coon-skin cap i acquired at my favorite thrift shop for $3. yes, you heard me right. every word of that is the truth.
i’ve also been obsessing over teasing my 6 inches of hair into the biggest beehive i possibly can (which is not big, and i get a little shy about taking it out in public sometimes, so i compensate with platform shoes. both accomplish the task of bringing one’s hair closer to god.) pea-coats from the little girl’s section of department stores, and that embarrassingly over-exposed double u-neck american apparel dress. i know i’m totally behind on the times, but i’m allowed to clamber up on the u-neck bandwagon and shake it too, ok?
anyway, “winter” (read, 50-degrees at night,) has finally come to tucson, which meant that today i got to wear all three! (well, four if you count the ‘hive, but that got covered up by the ‘coon-skin…)
i know you want to see what this looks like. i took a picture for you:
(i’m trying to see my hat.)
also, today i discovered that the 120-year-old converted adobe barn i live in was not equipped with any sort of central heating system. which is rather unfortunate for me.
The Oktoberfest in Frankenmuth, Michigan (aka Funtown, USA) was completely outta pocket! I had bought this beautifully made vintage bustier drindl with flourescent pink flowers of love from my friend Jen’s amazing store, Thunderhorse Vintage (17th & L in back of Bows & Arrows, Sacramento) for the occasion, but I was pretty sure the corseting wasn’t going to allow me more than a couple of Hof Braus. Not only did it last me through innumerable beers, it also held out through 2 brauts with extra kraut, a bavarian pretzel draped in dijon, table-top polka dancing with my good friend Andrea, a nap on the river bank, and all kinds of photo-op antics.
Look at these lovely vintage filigree bird earrings and the silly little ruffles!! Heaven.
 
  
pink floral vintage bustier dress – $30 at Thunderhorse Vintage, Sacramento
black cut-out ballet flats – $10 at Marshall’s
black bird filigree earrings – $10 at Bows & Arrows Vintage, Sacramento
Man, I’m having a hard time trying to think of another non-Bavaria-centric occasion I could wear this to. Can you?
i know that’s not a title. or even a word. it’s a sound, really, and i hope you read it as such. but… a new thrift shop opened this morning!! (you can make the “ack!” sound for me again if you’d like. it’s ok. i’ll wait.)
when does that happen?!?!
i know. it’s like halley’s comet.
so… despite STILL being sick, i set my alarm for 7:30 this morning, (to give myself a good hour of pre-public-spaces time to hack up my last lung,) and informed the best friend that she would be attending with me.
did i mention that this might be the most exciting event of my life?
the best friend and i arrived half an hour before opening time, and managed to be numbers 13 and 14 in the quickly growing line. (and also about 50 years younger than the spriteliest attendee.) this calmed my growing fears of having to compete for goodies, since it seemed very unlikely that i would be trampled to death by a group of senior citizens who suddenly decided that they wanted to buy back all of the things they had purged from their attics.
so, while there was quite a commotion going on over in the tupperware and recliner isles, i was able to leisurely browse through the clothing and cast disapproving glances in the general direction of my misbehaving elders. it was a lovely morning, really.
after a good two hours at the event, the bestie and i decided to call it a day, and haul the loot back over to my apartment. what happened there? why, we played dress-up of course. (duh.)
and so now, without further ado, i present to you, (make-up less, fever-riddled, and entirely worn out on fun)…
commander mcthrifty
(ok. it’s me. but it’s a pretty sweet cape, right?)
Emily K. Larned of Red Charming recently sent me a copy of her awesome ‘zine, Parfait, “…in which your discerning editor turns her sartorial eye to antiquated books seeking fashion inspiration for all.”
Pretty much like Painfully Hip’s thrift stars, but with vintage photographs …and good writing.
Obviously right up my alley- I absolutely loved it. It came beautifully hand-bound and packaged and was entertaining as f#$%. Here’s an excerpt (and a regretfully bad scan):
ALL WHITE ALL THE TIME
It is 1965 and dude is on a skateboard vying for our attention, but who are we really looking at? That’s right, dude all the way back all in white. We’re looking at you. We like your look. Note how he does not ruin his all-white awesomeness by not wearing white shoes. He’s on it. None of his friends are as stylin’ but he doesn’t care. He doesn’t judge.
I’d recommend sending a copy to your fashion-obsessed penpals in lieu of a lameass christmas card. seriously, they’re only $6!
She also sent a beautiful hardcover book she wrote packed with titillating photography called Thrift Store, The Past & Future Secret Lives of Things, another perfect gift for the insatiable thrifters in your life.
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Thanks for reading,
Amber
painfullyhip at gmail.com
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