I think the 50s-style clothing we wore helped remind us of the forgotten simplicity of life, not that doing so was the plan.
We had some of Taiece's friends stop over for some snacks and drinks. Their costumes also happened to fit our temporarily reverted household.
Perhaps the most ironic part of the night was the bar we visited. After using the old black wall phone on the first floor to call up to the second floor, the secured door unlocked and we walked up a set of wooden stairs lined by old black and white photos of a mostly naked woman. When we hit the summit of our climb, we were here.
It was a very vintage, relax, and somewhat upscale bar that reminded me of a grandmother's front living room. It could have also been a secret floor for the mob.
The throw back easy-listening music was even set at a low volume making conversation as simple as drinking.
Later that night, upon our return home, I posed again. This time in in pre-1950s color t.v.
Happy Halloween.
Too freaking cute. :-) Looks like someone shops at IKEA.
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