Although I only started last October, I feel as though I am well-established in my charity shop volunteer role, and love it so much it really doesn't feel like work.
There are perks, of course.
This late 1960s/early 1970s zip-front wool dress has suffered moth damage, so I didn't try to sell it.
We're none of us left unscathed by the passing years, are we? I suppose I could have a go at darning the little holes, but I suspect they'll stay as they are for the foreseeable future.
1960-70s St Michael dress, wool coat, beret and brooch - charity shopped
1970s bag - local vintage shop
Boots and gloves - retail
As you can see, I am ignoring any "rules" about horizontal stripes for curvy women.
This piece of nonsense is courtesy of a 1977 Jackie annual. Heaven forbid we draw attention to a large frame.
I may not have Twiggy's proportions, but I'm happy with those I do have.
The house-clearing couple donated one final wardrobe's worth of clothes to the charity shop this week.
Suits from the early-mid 1960s...
Such wonderful illustrations - find them here.
More Sixties dresses and jackets.
Here come the girls!
Vintage Label Love.
These two early 1960s dress and jacket sets are beautifully made and so stylish...
and very Jackie, don't you think?
I can just about squeeze into the Aubrey Segal suit of the left, but I'm not sure I'd ever wear it, and it should sell well, so on to Ebay it goes.
I couldn't find out much about the label, but it was mentioned in a 1963 fashion article in Country Living alongside the likes of Hardy Amies and Aquascutum, so it would have been a very expensive suit.
I've been utterly fascinated by this lady's huge collection of clothing, following her choices and the changing styles from the late 1950s to the 1970s. She clearly appreciated classic and elegant pieces of high quality, and I bet she looked fantastic.
My house looks like a vintage shop at the moment; the pieces I daren't wash are hanging up while I spray them regularly with a vodka/water mix and let them air. It works wonders on the musty smell of old clothes.
So the weekend's almost here; for me, it includes a meal out with the girls, and lovely lie-ins and reading. If I could stir myself, I might even start some sewing.
What will you be up to? Mischief, I hope!