Polka dots with hints of purple

Eldest and I spent the afternoon in town yesterday. First stop was Marvellous Mary's Vintage and Craft Market. Just so that the stall holders don't think I'm a one-trick pony, I didn't wear a maxi. I know. A radical move.

I've had this 1970s polka dot peasant dress for a while and worn it a few times, but never taken a photo for the blog. It's got a rather homespun vibe to it, and I always assumed it was German (the label says Rawe Rheda) but it has a Tyrolean look, I think. Which might explain why I feel like a Sound of Music reject in it.

   

I've found a solution to the dilemma of what to wear with my "hideous" red shoes. Purple tights - of course! Why didn't I think of that before? I get the contrast which wasn't there with red tights, but without going as dark and heavy as black.

         
                                                                             Works for me.

                                  A girl should always match her petticoat to her shoes. It's the law.

St. Mary's was a bit quiet, fewer stalls and definitely fewer customers. But it's always a pleasure to go and browse. I never come away empty handed, and it's lovely to chat with the regular stall holders.

 
          Delightful Naomi and me at her stall of treasures. Look at that wedding dress - it has a lace hood!

I bought this great 1960s (we reckoned) vinyl/woven shopper from Naomi. It's big enough to hold all my crap, and looks unused.

And I will be wearing this very soon, I'm just teasing you with a peek at the beautiful fabric. Naomi said she knew I would like this item as soon as she saw it, and like the good retailer that she is, she knows her customers and got it spot on.

                                      Claire and Marie giving good pose! Super-stylish ladies, aren't they?
 
Eldest wheedled for me to buy her a hat from their stall. A cool 10 year old needs a red faux leather cap, naturally.

                                                 I thought the look called for the 60s effect on Picnik!


Then on to Schuh for the moment of truth - the Converse hi-tops have been purchased, full price has been paid, ensuing outrage at said price has been swallowed and accommodated, and Eldest is happy. As Sarah commented, I will indeed make her wear them till her toes grow out of the ends. And then I'll force her brother to wear them too.

                                                       I do like them though! Purple - good choice.

1970s peasant dress (vintage shop), tights, Office shoes, red slip and bangles (charity shopped), vintage hair decoration (flea market), belt (Oasis sale)



                                         Hope you have had a good weekend, my lovelies.
                                                                           xxxxx