I've had two humourous comments lately, both from the same friend. (They may sound slightly cruel, but she means them as compliments. We have the same sense of humour, so it's ok. )
"Look at you! You look like a 1950s housewife! You make me sick! Why can't I be a 1950s housewife?!"
- I had my hair in rolls and was wearing a short-sleeved, roll-necked red jumper (not vintage or repro, but quite 50s-looking) and a black puffball knee-length skirt (not remotely vintagey).
"What are you going to wear when you're 40? Wait, I know, you're just going to wear the same things you wear now, so when the rest of us are all going "Eww, we're old and 40" we'll look at you and think "Wow, she hasn't changed a bit since she was 20!". I know your plan, you witch, you want to make us all jealous 20 years from now!"
I don't think I've had any comments from strangers, but I don't dress full-on vintagey.
"Look at you! You look like a 1950s housewife! You make me sick! Why can't I be a 1950s housewife?!"
- I had my hair in rolls and was wearing a short-sleeved, roll-necked red jumper (not vintage or repro, but quite 50s-looking) and a black puffball knee-length skirt (not remotely vintagey).
"What are you going to wear when you're 40? Wait, I know, you're just going to wear the same things you wear now, so when the rest of us are all going "Eww, we're old and 40" we'll look at you and think "Wow, she hasn't changed a bit since she was 20!". I know your plan, you witch, you want to make us all jealous 20 years from now!"
I don't think I've had any comments from strangers, but I don't dress full-on vintagey.