If there are three things I'm most readily associated with in the world of blogging, they are hair scarves, bunnies and flamingos.
(inconvenient meeting of hair and hanging basket)
Unlike flamingos and bunnies, the hair scarves are unfortunately becoming harder to find. The most I have ever paid was £3 and the least 20p. Upon entering charity shops, as it's just not worth the root around for vintage clothing in our charity shops (the best you could hope to see is the odd 70s maxi or shiny 80s dresses). So, I always make a beeline first to the scarves, then the nightwear, then the handbags. I move on to have a look for gloves and then lastly it's the glassware*.
My first scarves were two red ones and a yellow one, which belonged to my Nan. Nan-me-downs as I call them. I believe I have found half a dozen on my lonesome: one long strip scarf (the others are all squares) for £3 in Chichester. Four all together in an Isle of Wight charity shop for £1.50 each and a lone rumpled one in the bottom of a basket of scarves in a teeny charity shop near us for 20p. The rest were gifts from various lovely bloggers: Vix, Curtise and Loo. I have only ever left one behind in a charity shop and that was a red one, as I already had two red, and the red of the one I found was identical to one I already had.
This is my collection of hair scarves.
So pretty all together.
And this pale pink one on the left is a new arrival to my rainbow of scarves. A gift last October from lovely Vix (the darker pink next door was one of the gifts from Curtise).
I always get excited when I welcome a new scarf into the fold. The yellow one with gold thread was one of my nan's.
* I do still see coloured glass, it's one vintage item that I still see relatively cheaply, so it kills me to have to leave so much behind as currently I don't have the room to accommodate it to its best advantage (coloured glass begs to be kept in a glass cabinet and though I have been given the okay to have a new cabinet in which to store further prettiness, unfortunately the only place a new cabinet would fit at present is where our armchair sits, and with that gone, we only have a two seat sofa ... it's not though, as if we have many visitors ;) ). I am still haunted by the dinky pink glass tea set, the set of 1950's shot glasses in atomic holder and the set of amber fish plates. Let us not speak of the carnival glass jug either, or that will move me on to the vast array of carnival glass I saw just before Christmas. I swear I could have filled another cabinet in one go with what I stumbled across.