There’s nothing quite like the thrill of an op shop treasure hunt. You walk in with zero expectations ~ maybe just to “have a quick look” (famous last words) and suddenly you’re holding something that needs to come home with you….immediately!

Yesterday we took a drive to Mullum ~ that dreamy, boho little town tucked into the Northern Rivers. Sunshine, vintage vibes and a gentle hum of magic in the air ♡

We popped into two op shops (obviously) and there it was ~ a vintage ’70s suit.

I swear, I actually gasped. The cut, the colour, the detail ~ to die for!

Size 4/6 though……so, yeah, it wouldn’t even fit my big toe! But still ~ finding it felt like unearthing buried treasure. That’s the beauty of vintage: you don’t even have to wear it to adore it ♡

Each piece carries a story. Someone wore it once to a party, a wedding, a first date ~ who knows? You can almost feel the history stitched into the seams. And that’s why I’ll always be a self-confessed op shop addict (not even shamed)

It’s not just shopping ~ it’s time-travel with a tote bag ♡

For me it’s all about the moment your eyes meet across a crowded rack and you both just know (awww, what a love story)

♡ Rain x