In the time of chimpanzees, I was a monkey

Friday. 

Time for another red frock, I reckon, to perk myself.

 It can't have escaped your attention that an unfortunate loss occurred last night.

No, I don't mean England vs. Uruguay, although that was disappointing enough.

My wonderful friend Vix wasn't chosen as Vintage Personality of the Year at the Vintage Awards, despite having more sass, originality and character in her little finger than a room full of wannabe repro-wearing fame whores.

Annoyed? Me? Whatever gives you that idea?

Ah well, you can't win 'em all.

However, I was surprised to discover that the public vote counted for nothing. 

Yet I am also delighted to note that Vix led that vote from start to finish; and all without TV appearances, a record deal, or endless tweets. That shows who the real winner is here, don't you think?

 You're our Vintage Star, Vix, and always will be!

 Charlie says balls to it.

1970s Shubette dress, cardigan, shoes, sunglasses, belt and bangles - charity shopped

1970s apple pendant - vintage market

1960s tapestry bag - gift from Gisela

Red wooden bangle - gift from Tania

1950s rose brooch - gift from Vanessa

My neighbour told me he needed sunglasses to look at me this morning. 

I happen to think pillar box red, pink and purple are the perfect combination.

...as the rose

Blendeth its odour with the violet, -

Solution sweet...

If it's good enough for my beloved garden and Keats, it's good enough for me. 

The other day, a woman I know paid me a compliment about a dress I was wearing, then said; some of the stuff you wear is... [pulled an appalled face] but that one's actually nice.

What would you have said?

I chose to laugh, while privately thinking that everything she wears is [pulls an appalled face]. I'm also choosing to share that opinion with you, but not her. 

Aren't I polite?

 

 

Vix doesn't need an award to be successful and happy; and I don't need my clothing choices to be approved of by my neighbours or acquaintances.

We're good.

And because I know it will make her laugh and dance, here's a song for Vix!

(Keats and Beck in the same post - can't say I don't cover all the bases.)

Have a great weekend!

xxx

    

Vote for Vix!

You all know by now I am a fairly lazy person. 

I can waste time effortlessly, and as long as the wheels stay more or less on the track, then I am satisfied. I have few in the way of perfectionist traits, and can be slap-dash, to put it kindly. 

Swanning about taking photos in the garden when the house is a bombsite and the washing needs sorting?

Yep, that'll do me.

But there are some things I take seriously.

My allotted role as Vix's campaign manager is one of them!

Most of you will know Vix and her brilliant blog Vintage Vixen.

You are also probably aware that she is a nominee for Vintage Personality 2014 in this year's Vintage Awards.

You might not know that I nominated her; even Vix didn't, because I forgot to tell her.

See? Slapdash.

 I could go to any of Vix's blog posts and pick a photo of an amazing outfit made up of vintage pieces, mostly bought for tuppence ha'penny at a jumble sale, made from an old curtain, or received as a gift from one of her many friends.

But I thought I'd use my pics from our blogger days out; we've met up a few times now over the past 2 years and always have a wonderful time.

Here we are in Wetherspoons in Walsall, the first time we met, in July 2012.

 

 This 1970s Tricoville dress is just one of the many gifts Vix has given me, and it remains one of my absolute favourites. It's one of those old faithfuls which always makes me feel good when I wear it.
 

So it's Vix in dress form really, since I think she too has the ability to make other people feel good.

She is a reliable, thoughtful and supportive commenter on blogs, and I think many of her followers consider her to be both a friend and an inspiration.

And what you see on her blog is what you get in real life, from her fabulous style, to her wit and intelligence, her generosity, her forthright views, and her sense of humour.

Strangers really do approach her to chat and pay her compliments...

...or take her photo!

It's the Vix Effect; she's just got something special.

Which is why she should win the Vintage Personality award!

 So here's an idea;

 I'm sure many of you have voted for Vix already, but have you asked friends and family?

I sent out a quick email to my non-blogging, non-Facebooking friends, with a link to the Vintage Awards website, and asked if they would mind voting for my friend. They were happy to oblige.

If we all did the same, I reckon that's a lot of extra votes.

1970s Tricoville chiffon dress - gift from Vix

Denim jacket and bangles - charity shopped

Indian leather bag - vintage fair

Boots - retail (sale)

Voting continues throughout May; our Vix is in the lead at the moment, but Tweedy Moustache Man is sneaking up behind her, and he Must Not Win.

I simply won't allow it, OK?

And if I find out you didn't vote, you'll have me to reckon with. I might look like a lady, but when I'm riled, I make Malcolm Tucker look mild-mannered.

(Please don't watch this if you are remotely offended by swearing. It's ALL swearing, and it is both big and clever.)

Now get fucking voting!

xxxx