I've just been into the village and was very impressed by the amount of bunting on display! It was lovely to see it all fluttering in the wind! And they are preparing the green for a weekend celebratory event. Even the village shop have coerced two Saturday boys into 1950's clothing and positioned them outside to sell strawberries and cream!
I arrived home rather warm and pondering clothing .. I also found the stolen For Sale sign from outside (it went awol in the week).
I was pondering clothing as this weekend is Victorious Vintage down in Portsmouth and I have to find an outfit to wear as we are going tomorrow as we want to see The Ricardos and I got all fired up upon seeing the patriotism on offer in the village!
Finding an outfit was to be no mean feet considering nearly all of my clothes (90% of them) are in vacuum sealed bags and all my jewellery and scarves are in boxes. I was lucky enough to have the clothing from the below photos still in the wardrobe and I dug out a little white shell top from a sealed bag and then wasn't entirely convinced it 'went' but I shall ask Andy's opinion.
I now have a choice of four pairs of shoes - red patent, black patent, black or white broderie anglais.
I have a skirt.
I have a petticoat and a belt.
I have a cardi and the shell top.
I have a little swing jacket which is coming with me come what may as the weather is meant to be on the turn as of tomorrow and I know the dockyard in Portsmouth can get chilly.
I also have a choice of three bags.
But that was it. Until I was naughty.
I just opened some sealed boxes to have a bit of a shop - such fun shopping from your own things!
I found the above blue vintage chiffon scarf and in a drawer, a second petticoat - huzzah! I also found day gloves, sunglasses, pearls, seamed stockings and my parasol was still hanging from the bedroom mantle, although I shall have a fight on my hands to leave the house with it tomorrow as even though Andy gave me said parasol as an anniversary gift, he is not so fond of it .. boooo!
Husband's parasol distaste makes Melanie sad.
I am quite excited and I am hopeful that my back doesn't play me up too much.