Knee length skirts, cutesy animal prints and girly ice cream shades, not my usual thing, but there's a distinctly Spring-like friskiness in the air this morning hence the cheery colours, frivolous print and gratuitous leg flashing.
The buds are about to burst.
Signs of growth in my containers...
...and Jacob's out of hibernation!
I bought this 1960s nursery curtain from a jumble sale. I've no idea why, possibly I had the same in my room as a baby but, more likely, I was still drunk from the night before. The rabbit with a rattle looks worryingly demonic.
Last nights' Great British Sewing Bee (and such a positive reaction to Sunday's Go-Go dress) had me all fired up. This curtain was the first thing to hand in my fabric stash, it fitted the 1971 Jiffy pattern perfectly and I managed to knock it up in an hour.
Young Vix would have looked at this outfit in horror. She'd have worried that people wouldn't know she'd had a grammar school education, an IQ of 145 and was once a member of Junior Mensa if she walked around town in a skirt bedecked with squirrels and bunny rabbits. Who'd know she was a serious Indie fan if she didn't dress in head to toe black with bad ass 16 hole Doc Martens?
Old Vix couldn't give a toss. I know I'm an intelligent woman with great taste in music, if a stranger chooses to dismiss me as a empty-headed Barbie girl it's not my loss.
|Jumble sale skurtain worn with 1960s ribbed sweater (50p, car boot sale), Suedette candy-coloured platforms (£5, off the market), bubblegum pink opaques (present from Jon, 2012)|
See you soon!