Showing posts with label vintage accessories. Show all posts
Showing posts with label vintage accessories. Show all posts

Monday, 19 June 2017

Oh Beautiful Lana

I'm getting into the swing of outfit posts!
Isn't summer so much easier when it comes to such things?


Oh, beautiful Lana
I told it my mama
And my dad
What I had
Was the sweetest
And the neatest
Little girl
In the world


Oh beautiful Lana
Don't you know that I wanna
Hug and kiss you
And Let you know that I miss you
While we're apart
Oh my heart
All it can say is


L-A-N-A
L-A-N-A
L-A-N-A
L-A-N-A
Lana


This is the 'Lana' dress from Lindy Bop.
I asked Andy to pick me a dress to wear on this day and had an instinct this is what he would pick and I was right.
He also picked out the hair scarf which was a gift from lovely Vix.

There are no problems with sizing with this dress, which is why I have so many 'Lana' dresses. If I was to make a fuss, an inch or two in skirt length would be nice, but it's fine really, no real problems at all.

I picked the earrings, little metal lilac flowers, as the dress too, has little lilac flowers and the me made necklace which is made from imperial jasper.

The shoes are old ones from Joe Browns, and I adore them, but they needed a repair the night before as the upper shoe was coming apart from the wedge part. They seemed okay by morning, after spending the night with the weight of a chair laden with heavy books on top (1000 Vegan Recipes, Cars of the Late 60's and Warhol, if you're interested!).



However, I then wore this outfit last Friday, to pick up my labradorite disc from a jewellers and we were then moving on to a National Trust arboretum.

First, we went to the bespoke jewellers I won the gift voucher from at last years car show. This years car show had just been on, so I knew I had to use my voucher now as it was getting silly. However, I couldn't afford to have my labradorite made into anything, as it was way, way out of my price range, so picked out this beautiful little faceted rose quartz bracelet with magnetic silver clasp.
I love it! I've adored rose quartz since I was in my teens, it's so delicately beautiful and I couldn't be happier with this.


Then onward to the arboretum and the pesky heel of my shoes came unglued as I was being adventurous going down some steps. And then I lost my balance because of this and hurt my leg.

But I can guarantee you that I was the most vibrantly dressed visitor this day, brighter even than the kiddies! My post about the trip is coming soon.

Anyway, after the arboretum, where we debated a cuppa at the café, but figured they wouldn't have soy milk for me, then realised we didn't have any money anyway, we moved on to a few places trying to find me a flask so I could have a cuppa when we were out and about. I wanted a flamingo one, as you do if you're me, but the one I had seen on Amazon didn't have good reviews, so we trawled around a few garden centres trying to see what they had and found absolutely nothing. I had to make do with ordering a 'normal' one once home.

I did find flamingos though: a soft toy, a watering can, an umbrella, paper cups and plates and these fine fellows, but the only flamingos to come home with me were the ones on my handbag:



As we were passing through a small village near here, we popped in a charity shop and as always, I made a beeline to handbags (nothing), gloves (two pairs, one looked modern and one pair was horribly stained and I wasn't sure they would clean up well and as they were in a locked cabinet, I figured they would have a higher price tag and I could feasibly spend money on gloves which would never clean up nicely) and then moved to the scarves and had a good dig through a seemingly bottomless basket and voila!

Can you see it? It's one of my trademark 50's/60's chiffon scarves and is a soft buttery colour with gold thread stitching at the hem. I then remembered we had no money of any consequence on either of us. I asked the lady how much, as these charmingly ramshackle little charity shops usually charge around £1.50 for scarves and she looked pityingly at the one I was wafting about and said, "20p?" like she thought asking that much for such a sorry sight was criminal. We managed to scrape together 20p and I left, very, very happy with my 20p scarf. This is the least I have ever paid for one.

Then, when I got home, I tried to put it with my other scarves and first attempted to put it with the yellows, as all my scarves are tied up in rainbow order, but it looked white next to the vibrant yellows I already have. So, I moved it next to the white one and then it looked really yellow. It ended up with the yellows.
These are the problems of the compulsive organiser ladies and gentlemen.


And that was that!
My leg though, still really hurts. 

Friday, 18 March 2016

Those Were The Weeks That Were




Of Fur Mothering Sunday
The bunnies got me a card (pictured at the top of this post) and a gift! Apparently they had VIB (Very Important Bunny) access to the shops before opening time, which is why I never knew they had been shopping. They got me earrings. I also got myself some too in a sale, the daisy ones second from the left are the ones I got.



Of Wildlife and Weather
It snowed here. Briefly mind you, but it snowed nonetheless and we even had white out conditions on higher ground.
On my way to hospital the other week, walking along the river as I always do, I saw a pigeon in the water. Not by the water, but in. A cat was also stalking the poor thing along the river bank. I consequently made myself late to my appointment while I stayed with poor Pidge and waited for Andy to come and help me. I simply couldn't get myself down the sloping bank to get the poor thing out myself and no one passing by wanted to help so I had to call Andy as I stood guard, endlessly seeing the cat off. That afternoon we took Pidge to the bird hospital, but unfortunately he didn't make it. His crop was ruptured and infected, so he was put to sleep :( Poor Pidge.

Of Vintage Things
I have a new accessory: a glove clip! I have wanted one for an age as I am fed up of dropping gloves but they are so expensive. My patience paid off and I now have an original 1940's/50's one. Sweet isn't it. 




I also have a new nightie which I am convinced would make a lovely dress. It was sent to me by lovely Vix and I had no idea what it might be, just that a parcel was headed my way. I was thrilled when I opened it up and so completely charmed by the undeniable prettiness and the gorgeous colour! Thank you again Vix xxx





Of Not Going Out and Taking Things Too Far?
As it is Spring and I do indeed wear glasses, I also wear prescription sunglasses and with that comes the tiresome swapping over when going in and out of places. I began to ponder glasses chains. Was this a step too far, wondered I. I then decided it wasn't and treated myself. Now I'm again wondering … too far? Andy said I look like a librarian.

I wanted to show off the chain, but was going nowhere so thought I would be brave and show you what I look like when I am staying home, doing housewifely things and not going out. Taa daa! Still got the hair scarf but with the added glamour of an apron. And my hair is being the usual curly free spirit it is wont to be, you have to love curly hair for that alone!



Of Little Welsh Handmade Cars
We pick Meirionwen up tomorrow!


* * *

I am somewhat behind on reading blog posts as my computer had a hissy fit and I couldn't use the keyboard until now, but I shall play catch up this weekend x

Friday, 6 November 2015

Hey, Monkey Monkey!

Back in July ...

*cough*

... we went to Monkey World.

I wore a vintage dress, vintage hair scarf and a vintage crystal necklace.

We had oodles of fun.

Here are my pictures.



Lemurs, how I adore you.
Such wise faces.








I love Tamarins and this little Cotton Top was chirping at me from the little tunnel adjoining two areas for some time.



 Let us pause to truly appreciate this picture.
Baby Robin!
Isn't the wee thing just the most precious little bundle of feathers!
 







Monday, 3 August 2015

Paint It Pink and Black

 
I had another go at those bloomers. 

Still. Can't. Do. It.

So, it's all bagged up and ready for a trip to the town sewing shop. I feel a bit of a heel mind you, as I didn't buy the pattern, nor the fabric, or anything whatsoever in the shop I want advice from! I might peruse their trim which will perhaps soften the cheek of my request.


And on with the outfit post! Do you think the Pink Ladies would let me in?





Pink Vintage hair scarf - gift from Curtise 
Diamante hair grip - gift
Prescription sunglasses 
1960's rainbow faux pearls - Kinky Melon
Pink three quarter sleeve blouse - retail
Vintage elastic belt - gift
Black circle skirt - Lindy Bop
White Organdy Petticoat- eBay
Black Wedge Sandals - retail






Sunday, 14 June 2015

Lady In Red

First ... magpie!
Sat on the sofa last Sunday afternoon, I spotted from where I sat, a magpie basking in the sun on the roof of a house opposite and a little way along. I was quick to jump up and get my camera as said magpie had not a clue I was about to take her photo. Usually they take flight when they guess what I am up to, but not this time and I got some lovely shots.




*~*~*

Second ... necklace!
I saw this necklace was due to be taken along to a vintage fair on the blog of lovely Vix, so as I wasn't for once late to the party, I swooped and asked how much and was thrilled to find it was easily within my grasp, so happily purchased it. It's ridiculously beautiful and came beautifully wrapped in tissue paper and tied with a beautiful ribbon which I shall indeed be wearing at some point.
I also poached the photo from Vix's blog as I haven't managed to photograph me wearing it yet.


 *~*~*
Third ... glitter! 
I'm running a little behind on these outfit posts, things have got in the way. 
Naughty, naughty things.

Black vintage hair scarf, gift from Vix 
Diamante hair clip, gift
Faux vintage pearls, inherited
Black ballet flats, retail






Red glitter bolero and Cowl neck top, retail
I have had the bolero for years and years and have a black one too. I am peeved that it rode up in this picture and I didn't realise till after.
The top underneath I call my Paul Jones top as I got it when I was going to see him play live and wore it that night.


Skulls and roses skirt, made by me
Red organdy petticoat, ebay 





*~*~*

What I Have Been Doing
I am in the process of sewing some nightwear. I say sewing, what I actually mean is I have cut the pattern, pinned it to the fabric, cut the pieces and then stared at the instructions with utter bewilderment. I just cannot understand what they're telling me to do, it's so frustrating :( 
I kept telling myself that other people have managed to sew it so there's no reason why I couldn't do so too. Except I bet they don't have troubles reading pattern instructions like I do. I feel there is some sort of short circuit in my brain which makes following any written instruction like that of a pattern difficult. Phooey.