Monday, 21 April 2014

A happy dress, and a gentle backwards glance


It's been a quiet sort of Bank Holiday weekend, which is fine by me.
 
Saturday saw a trip to my lovely hairdresser, a charity shop rummage, and a recce of Sheffield's city centre vintage emporia for an upcoming blogger meet-up!
 
 
 

 The Spring sunshine had me craving new sandals, but the charity shop gods provided instead.
Praise be.
 
 

1960s dress - Ebay
1960s slip (underneath), hat, and Jones the Bootmaker sandals - charity shopped
Sunglasses - retail (old)

 
I love the lightweight (see-through) gauzy cotton of this frock. 
 
It had been, according to its former owner's Ebay listing, a happy dress. I can believe it. 
The daisy print and hippy goodness of it compensate for the straight-laced navy.
 


White pendant necklace - gift from Leisa
Silver branch necklace - won in Patti's giveaway
Cuff and rings - charity shopped


So this outfit is topped and tailed with red; I do like my hair when it's freshly coloured.
 


 
There goes Jess, she's camouflaged against the pebbles and wood.





She and Charlie were rolling around in tandem. Jess stalked off when he had the temerity to pat her head. 
Don't mess with The Queen.
 


 
Min knows better than to get involved.
 

And in the spirit of a rambling, miscellaneous sort of post, here's an old pic of me from 1986/7.
 
 
 
 
I've been having a look through my old photo albums; the pics are generally dreadfully murky, but they do make me smile. 

I don't subscribe to the view that we should laugh at our former selves and our previous sartorial choices. It was fine at the time, and we looked great, whatever the cut of our trousers or the style of our hair. Look back in kindness, I say, that's a version of us which went on to become the current us; why mock?

That was my bedroom in a shared rented house where I lived between 1984 and 1988. 
 
Ash tray and fags on the side, along with my record deck and the obligatory Pre-Raphaelite posters and cards on the wall. Ahh, the memories!
 
 

 
 Linking to Patti's gathering of friends for Visible Monday.
 It's a fabulous place to celebrate who we are now, whatever our age or style!

xxxx

Friday, 18 April 2014

Turn around, ask yourself


How I love the school holidays!

I don't love the snotty cold I have at the moment, but I am highly appreciative of the lie-ins, the lack of schedule and homework, and the general lazy arse-ness of it all. 

I am taking full advantage.


Hurray for vintage maxi dresses and my Favourite Best Ever Sandals. 
(Art Company, bought online and half price 4 years ago, and worth every penny.)



1970s After Eight by Lerose dress - Ebay
Shirt and bangles - charity shopped
Sandals and sunglasses- retail (sale)
Necklace - gift



1960s Sherman maxi dress - Ebay
Sheer jacket and bangles - charity shopped
1960s necklace - flea market


I went on a bit of a chazzathon with my mate Sue on Monday - we had daughters in tow, who did pretty well out of it.

Is there any doubt of the benefits of charity shopping?

Our haul of a Reiss skirt; dresses from Cos and Mango; Melissa, Clarks and Vans shoes; and sundry other bits and bobs (including a vintage Spirograph set), with no greater price tag than £4, would surely convince anyone of the benefits of secondhand shopping.



What else have I been doing?

Pegging out the washing to take advantage of the weather; 
doing the pub quiz with my darlings of the Ladies Purse (don't ask; any quiz where the winner only scores 11 out of 20 is clearly Too Fucking Hard); 
and meeting up with old friends for a debrief about the vagaries and perils of Life.




1988-9; I lived with Sal and Claire; we are still friends. We reminisced about parties, relationships, snogging rashes, twin tubs, and music.


Rings and first bangle - charity shopped
Second bangle - gift




This is such a lovely time of year; the blossom on my ornamental cherry tree only lasts about 2 weeks, but I do love it when it comes.





  Blue sky, white blossom, green leaves...




 easy to see where the inspiration for this outfit came from.






I hope everyone has a great Easter weekend.

I'll leave you with a favourite musical memory from 1989.

xxx


                                                       

Monday, 14 April 2014

Ticket to ride

 
 
We had the most marvelous time at the weekend in Liverpool.
 


Here I am on the ferry 'cross the Mersey.
 


And this is me in the same spot in 1987.

I was 23, and wearing my boyfriend-at-the-time's cardigan and Big Hair!

 

The Pier Head buildings and skyline are fabulous.
 
We spent the weekend in the excellent company of my sister Sabena and her partner Gary.
 


 

The Royal Liver Building, and a Liver Bird relief in the Museum of Liverpool.
 




The Three Graces; the Liver Building, the Cunard Building, and the Port of Liverpool Building, part of Liverpool's World Heritage Site
 
 
There are new buildings to rival the splendour of the old...


and the docks are a great place to wander.
 






Statue of Billy Fury at the Albert Dock.
 


One of the Superlambananas dotted around the city.
 
 
So apart from football, what else springs to mind when you think of Liverpool?
 



 
We braved the queue and visited The Beatles Story.
 
 




The kids know a surprising number of Beatles' songs and we really enjoyed the exhibition.




 Since we were staying in Chinatown, it seemed only appropriate to go for a Chinese meal.



And of course there was plenty of face-pulling and posing.


We were working on our cool album cover shots...



1960-70s Hong Kong-made maxi dress - flea market
Cardigan, denim jacket and bangles - charity shopped
Pendant - car boot


I loved the Walker Art Gallery.


Another stunning building...





...and some stunning art too.



Puck in the Sculpture Gallery.




Echo and Narcissus by John William Waterhouse.




A collection of 1970s Jean Varon dresses designed by John Bates.



Super Star Fucker by Peter Davies.



 After lunch in the brilliant Moose Coffee cafe...




 it was time to say goodbye and head for home, tired but very happy.

(PS. Next time, I'm going vintage shopping; hopefully Sandra will come with me!)

xxxxx

Friday, 11 April 2014

You can dance, you can jive, having the time of your life


 It's Friday already, and I'm sneaking in a quick post before we head off for another weekend away.

We're going to Liverpool, and I need to sort, pack, make sandwiches for the train - you know the drill.

But first;
 


more florals.

I'm so predictable.


Vintage frock; cardigan; denim jacket; boots; vintage bag; a mish-mash of jewellery.
 
A uniform? 
 
Maybe, but self-selected, flexible, colourful, and a relection of my taste and personality. (You all read Vix's post about that, right? Check out her words of wisdom here.)



We were out last night to watch a show of musical and dance performances at Claudia's school.

It was a great evening, I enjoyed seeing so many kids demonstrating their talent, hard work and commitment to performing arts.
 


 
Tandem are a surprisingly professional-sounding band - a little Arctic Monkeys-esque, but that's not a bad thing. 
 


 I can't claim that Claudia has any particular technical ability, but she loves to dance, has good rhythm, and best of all, she isn't afraid to show the joy on her face. She beamed throughout, and so did I.
 
(On a side note; there was a clear gender split. I'm generalising a little, but it seems the girls dance and sing; the boys don't dance but they play instruments. What's that all about then?)

 
 
1970s maxi dress - Ebay
Cardigan, jacket, bangles and rings - charity shopped
1950s tapestry bag - flea market
Necklace - was my mum's 
 



Right - must get on. That suitcase won't pack itself.

Have a great weekend; I intend to do just that!

xxxx