I've had a day off today and have been extremely thankful for it. I'm tired, a bit run down, and slightly jaded. Tomorrow morning's lie-in will be a real treat.
Ooh, how's that for a moany opening statement? You can tell I need an early night.
This is the jacket I bought for 2 Euros at a flea market in Amsterdam.
Sorry to disappoint you, but I didn't buy the Breaks The Wind coat;
I just couldn't resist taking a photo of the label.
It's not exactly chill-proof, but I do like my smart little 1980s checked jacket, and at £1.45, it was a bargain.
It's a funny thing, but while I wouldn't wear shorts or a mini dress with bare legs, I am quite happy to do so with opaque tights. What a difference that layer of lycra makes.
Google 1970s hot pants and you find some fantastic images.
Such groovy girls!
I bought this 1970s knitted tank top on my day out with Vix and Tania, intending it as a Christmas gift for a friend.
His and hers Harold Ingram tops, 1972.
1970-80s blouse - gift from Tania
1970s Harold Ingram tank top, shorts and ankle boots - charity shopped
1950-60s tapestry bag - gift from Emma
I haven't got the energy to chat, so I'll just leave you to ogle Sally Carr's fabulous legs in her hot pants in 1971.
If you're old enough to remember it, do sing along!