Dress: Modcloth - Bday gift from the Mr.
Hat: Vintage, antique mall
Brooch: Gift from sister
Shoes: Jeffrey Campbell
Another weekend spent in Philadelphia was just what the doctor ordered for this gal after weeks of feeling a bit of cabin fever and very snowed in here on my little mountainside in this small town. So onto the city we went.
On this particular day, all I was craving was a milkshake - and not any old kind, but rather one of those fabulous homemade kinds with all the bells and whistles. Of course I knew it was meant to be after reading posts from Katie and Hannah that talked about milkshakes and diner trips and all that delicious jazz. So anyhoo, the Mr. and I ventured off in search of the perfect milkshake and that brought us back to Nifty Fifties - a kitschy little spot complete with a jukebox, the best milkshakes in town, and cheese fries to die for. So that's indeed what we had. Banana coconut custard was my flavor. Score. That's all I really needed. I was in total state of bliss. And I lived happily ever after.
Oh and afterwards, we went for a walk at a pretty little park by the water - to burn the calories from our indulgences of course ;-)
Love bunches darlings,