Showing posts with label 50s. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 50s. Show all posts

Thursday, 20 October 2011

After the Goldrush

A bright but chilly trip to Chesterfield flea market this morning demanded a bright yet warm outfit.

As I have been doing a lot of colour lately, I decided to try something different - black and gold.


I bought the dress from one of my favourite stalls on the market earlier this year, but thought it was a bit big for me. So I tried, but failed, to sell it on Ebay, and now I am keeping it; with the addition of a belt, it fits fine. It was too nippy to wear it as a sleeveless frock but put a black top underneath and hey presto - sleeves!



Black and gold isn't a combination I do much, I usually go for black and silver, but I like this!


And a girl needs a bit of leopard for company on a cold day.



                              Much side eye at school. Can't think why.



Youngest Child's teacher said I looked like a 70s rock chick dating Mick Jagger. She clearly hasn't seen Vix, who has the Rolling Stones groupie look nailed to perfection!

I think this is more a blend of Bet Lynch-meets-Mad Men, but I'm open to suggestions!


1960s black and gold wool dress and leopard print faux fur jacket (Chesterfield flea market), boots (Ebay), stripey bag with wooden handles (Ebay), belt (charity shop)


                   Assorted charity shopped and market stall bling, and the little cuff was from Vix.




I thought of using Gold Dust Woman as the title of this post, but I'm not really a cocaine-snorting rock chick kind of girl, despite what the teachers at school might imagine...

So I have headed for the calmer waters of a bit of country folk; just love those harmonies. 

And if I ever give up the hair dye, I want my grey hair to look as beautiful as Emmylou Harris'.



     

Sunday, 9 October 2011

Oh happy day

Much oohing and ahhing and squeaking were heard on Friday afternoon in this house, on receipt of a fabulous parcel of goodies from the wonderfully generous Vix.

There was a big clue as to who the parcel was from right there on the front!


Check out the great stuff she sent Lakota. Vix's care packages are legendary indeed.

And check out the great stuff she sent me!


A book (love a thriller), brass jewellery which belonged to Vix's mum, tights, stick-on sparkle beads, cute drawstring pouch, and 2 brilliant little toys which were Vix's when she was little. Isn't she the BEST!
Ooh, and a cheeky Playboy card. Don't worry, I won't be recreating the pose.




The kids (including me) adore this little cat who catches the magnetic mouse! And behind, you can just see a 1960s tie-dye wraparound maxi skirt, which I will show in all its glory in another post.



AND - ta da!! A 1950s dress suit - Vix said she found the jacket at a jumble sale a while ago, then found the dress to match just recently. What are the chances? The jumble gods LOVE that woman.




It took sturdy foundation garments and will power, but I'm IN - hence the smug face.





Another cat muscling in on the camera action. The house is full of them!

I was out on Saturday night sporting the dress suit at Sheffield's gorgeous Lyceum Theatre.







The Lyceum was opened in 1897 as a traditional proscenium arch theatre, but closed in 1968. The building was then used as a bingo hall and rock concert venue, before falling into disrepair and closing altogether in the 1980s. Despite its listed status, there were apparently plans to demolish the building, but thankfully it was renovated and reopened in 1991.

It is so beautiful inside; unfortunately, I was told off for taking photos, so had to stop after these two. I should have asked why it wasn't allowed but just put my camera away, I'm so well-behaved. Do you think it was the influence of the ladylike 50s outfit?

A friend had bought me a ticket to see the Soweto Gospel Choir as a birthday present. It wouldn't be the sort of music I would usually go for, but it's good to keep an open mind, and I really enjoyed it. Gorgeous harmonies, great voices, lively, colourful, and full of soul. That's fine with me.


So this Sunday, in a totally non-religious way, I say "Oh happy day" and celebrate, friendship, gifts, beautiful things and places, music, and soul. Amen to that!!