I was channeling a 1960s air hostess when I got dressed this morning.
The jacket complete with necktie is from New York and the dress is high street. I source a lot for Dirty Fabulous at the vintage fairs in NYC.
The collectors there are hugely enthusiastic and brilliantly eccentric.
I wouldn't be a conformist; a large portion of my wardrobe is red even though people say you can't wear it with red hair.
My business partner Kathy loves the more classic side of vintage, while I'm a fan of a more quirky style, which results in the store being nicely balanced.