enrobed

So yet again I was lured into buying one of these from my favourite vintage clothing emporium. I’m not sure whether the correct term for it is a dressing gown, robe or possibly even housecoat? Anyway, whatever they are called, … Continue reading

re-buttoned

As you may remember, last weekend I went to a garage sale. Because I was so excited about it, I wrote about my tinful of treasures. But I forgot that I’d also brought this frock home with me. I took it … Continue reading

the long and the short of it

I have to admit, I am the sort who is apt to procrastinate. I do have a tendency towards putting off until tomorrow what could have been done today. Or even yesterday. But I did, at last, get around to … Continue reading

cut to fit

Yet again, it seems that I have managed to buy a frock which doesn’t fit me. It’s something I do seem to be making a bit of a habit of. I have a pile of things to alter already. First … Continue reading

sucker for a print

It’s funny, the things you notice. For instance, yesterday I noticed that the clothes-buying rules I apply to lad, I no longer apply to myself. Lad has had a growth spurt. He came downstairs dressed for a birthday do at … Continue reading

shoe fetish

Ok, this is going to look like showing off. But I know that before long, I won’t be the only one with a pair or two of these taking pride of place in their wardrobe. So… perhaps you’ll be generous … Continue reading