Speaking of snow.
Rummaging through the racks at the vintage festival, something caught my eye. Not that I was looking for winter wear, it was still late summer in Texas and I was grateful for the air condition back then. But sometimes, things just struck you and you know this is it now. Lurking from the tons of dresse, shirts and night gowns was a lonely little sweater, dark pinkish with a line of - guess! - unicorns on the chest.
here on Etsy) told me she got this pullover as a teen and rediscovered it in her Dad's attic.
Maybe thatswhy, on a recent trip to San Francisco, I got shocked upon entering a shop: they had a taxidermy unicorn greeting customers right in the front door.