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Thom McAn shoes, 1966. (via: archive.org)

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1969 Cotton Fashion Advertisement Detail From the May, 1969 issue of Mademoiselle Magazine (via: archive.org)

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vintagevioletco

🎔 How life kept finding a way to move on even after the most atrocious horror was beyond her. She didn't care much to think about it but also didn't have time to think about it. Her life went on like it always did.

A little city, a little shop, a little home, and ...Arthur was anything but little but a darling man that could make her for once a little housewife. This time around it would be her own choice on the matter..

Taking back to her baking she found the use of more ingredients far easier to get her shop off the ground. Though her customers wanted the simple things she made of almost nothing at all. Perhaps it was the simplicity that kept them addicted. It was a far better thing than starvation as the alternative.

People were so plump here. Val and Arthur had to look so sickly despite gaining weight back on the mainland. Upon her success, it was the fellow brunette that kept her busy in the kitchen this time. The closed sign hung in the window letting them have peace as she zipped about the kitchen.

Looking into Arthur's hand she blinked a bit wondering if they'd let them dry a little too much. No, they'd do just fine. Like dipping chips.

"Go ahead and start tempering the chocolate. Just like I showed you. Do you remember where the proper pans are?" It was more of curiosity to see if he remembered than to be little him as she started the long process of peeling the petals from one another. 🎔

unremarkablechap

Everyday is a cherished one. Every moment a blessing. It was a quaint life like this that Arthur had always wanted, albeit never quite imagined obtaining. Sally was never the type of girl that would settle down; what with a new man behind her back every other week. But taking away women like her, most just didn't really seem to appeal to him. Not that it bothered him much; the bloke was rather satisfied with a working life. And yet here he is, finding himself enamored every minute with a woman whom is quite possibly, the best type he could ever ask for.

Lanky limbs were already reaching for the pans as she quizzed him. A slight snarky acknowledgement was made, commenting about how of course he would remember! It's their kitchen, after all. And yet he still listens promptly, putting a pan down and resting on the stove. An arm reaches over and grips at the chocolate bars, ripping the packaging open.

A tiny square is sectioned off. It is almost on impulse that the chap tries to take the bite. He waits though, looking up at his lover and casting an inquisitive gaze. Fingers pinch the tiny square, with the others erect.

" I had to have been a child the last time I ate any chocolate. " It waves now, as hands maneuver it in a small circle. His brows are furrowing as brain desperately attempts to remember the flavor. Alas, it's all failed attempts. Arthur glances between the sweet and Val again, the most sheepish of smiles appearing as voice continues. " It's, erm... hard to not take a nibble. Do you mind if I have a piece? Or should I save it all for the roses? "

vintagevioletco

🎔 Val didn’t take his snark as venom she only giggled just curious how much he remembered. He was clearly a head of himself given that he was still skipping two steps but she swooped in to set the pan and bowls up. Setting the heat on low so that the water would boil and warm the bowel that sat on it’s lip.

“ I mean... sweets would be the first thing to go being it’s not essential ....even if you tried to save it when it dries out .....the taste goes wrong...” Val was prepping the counter with small mats to keep the pans from heat the counter. It was hard to believe that these crispy little petals could stand the weight but the brunette had her tricks.

“ You’re free to have some dear. I have enough for sure. That and its not like we can’t get more ......the patisserie is just down the street. I bring him some honey candy he’ll trade me almost anything~” At least bartering was still a thing out here on the mainland. Val had her skill in that and got away with a lot with her charisma.

“ Just ....don’t make yourself sick ....ok?” 🎔

#unremarkablechap

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keep flirting with me and youll end up dismembered in my basement

#{Welcome but you're never leaving : Wellington Wells}#{Sweetest Poppet : Valentina}

🎔 “ I’m always enthusiastic that someone likes my baking but ….perhaps only one more cookie before you give yourself a stomach-ache?” Not that she could stop the other but it was going to be a problem.

#musemanor #muse-manor #// Heeyyyyyy!!!!!#j//just throwing you a starter after so long hope you don't mind. Hit me with anyone ~

civicrphub-old

@vintagevioletco

[ 📚 ] Marsha looked up at the building in front of her. A building that looked so out-of-place in the world that is the Land of Ooo. A building that looked like it was from another time. It looked to be some sort of shop.

[ 📚 ] Still, this shop was being frequented by the candy people, so she decided to check it out herself. Pulling the hood of her cloak over her face, she opened the door and entered the shop.

vintagevioletco

🎔 The land was strange in every word she could find and at first she thought for sure she’d finally gone daffy. No, there was indeed magic, buildings made of candy and a cute little green elephant that brought her a homemade apple pie to share with tea ever Sunday. Or what she considered still as ‘Sunday’. The citizen’s of the Candy Kingdom had come to adore the sudden pop up bakery. Val was just happy to have proper cooking supplies and then some. Back home she’d been starving but where the plethora of food was there was a lack of people. Well, humans to be exact.

There were beings that looked like humans but weren’t. One of them being the Princess of the Candy people. However, as she took to presenting Cinnamon Bun with his tart the door on the bakery rang.

The brunette turned, “ Welcome to the Vintage Violet! Scones are free with the purchase of a cup of tea!” Val then stopped and looked at the other. Once again another being in a human shape but the dark gray skin said otherwise.

“Feel free to take a seat of meet me at the counter~” Still, she was chipper women and anyone was welcome so long as they didn’t cause trouble. 🎔

#dcmonprncss #{Candy and Magic : Adventure time AU}#/// HEY! <3

unremarkablechap

💊 @vintagevioletco popped a joy !

The day had finally come. Cravings were roaring from the very pit of a very malnourished gut. Honestly, the bloke could do with a few sweets here and there. But with head heavy in work and mind oh, so forgetful, it's difficult to actually find the time to eat. The meals his lover prepared were always so delicious and so filling! Albeit the duties of the weekly paper called stronger, and with much more importance than a small meal to feast on. However, it hit Arthur that he could have chocolate again! It was an exciting revelation!

He remembered from before, Valentina's shop. It had delicious little knick-knacks. Though the memory had been lost for a time, it had been rediscovered upon glancing at a bouquet of roses he found at the local florist the other day. Distinct flashbacks of handing the exact woman he loves a sovereign in exchange for sugared rose petals. They weren't much but they were as sweet and delicate of a tasty treat that he could remember. He fawns for them again, but this time, covered in a thin, delicious layer of melted dark chocolate.

He promised Val to help in exchange for them. And there was every intention of keeping his promise.

" Look at that. The roses are all dried up. " Though there were more sitting out, he carried three of the clipped flora in his hands. Delicate touch as he lifts them up to display them to Valentina. A wide smile as he steps closer, glancing down from her beautiful face down to the rustic pink that these old flowers inhibited. He plucks a petal off, looking at it, and crushing it in his palm before continuing. " I think that means we ought to put the chocolate on them now. Want me to get the bars out the cupboard for you? Or shall I start the heat on the stove? "

vintagevioletco

🎔 How life kept finding a way to move on even after the most atrocious horror was beyond her. She didn't care much to think about it but also didn't have time to think about it. Her life went on like it always did.

A little city, a little shop, a little home, and ...Arthur was anything but little but a darling man that could make her for once a little housewife. This time around it would be her own choice on the matter..

Taking back to her baking she found the use of more ingredients far easier to get her shop off the ground. Though her customers wanted the simple things she made of almost nothing at all. Perhaps it was the simplicity that kept them addicted. It was a far better thing than starvation as the alternative.

People were so plump here. Val and Arthur had to look so sickly despite gaining weight back on the mainland. Upon her success, it was the fellow brunette that kept her busy in the kitchen this time. The closed sign hung in the window letting them have peace as she zipped about the kitchen.

Looking into Arthur's hand she blinked a bit wondering if they'd let them dry a little too much. No, they'd do just fine. Like dipping chips.

"Go ahead and start tempering the chocolate. Just like I showed you. Do you remember where the proper pans are?" It was more of curiosity to see if he remembered than to be little him as she started the long process of peeling the petals from one another. 🎔

#unremarkablechap #{sweetest poppet : valentina}