After a boozy night with some of our good mates and a late night Bangladeshi curry, Sunday ain't a day for doing more than catching up with the papers and downing gallons of fresh coffee.
Jon's sold our beautiful '68 Beetle, Tamula, and I've spent most of the morning skulking about indoors while he did his Arthur Dailey spiel. Despite the number of vehicles parked outside the window, I don't actually live on a car lot.
Bodysuit, waistcoat, Edwardian boots (Charity shop finds), Bayeaux tapestry maxi (Vintage shop), Knitted hat (Jumble sale), Brass and wood jewellery (Various car boots and markets)
My hair's looking a bit dodgy after yesterday's Ga-Ga inspired bow hence the hat.
Tribal choker handmade in brass ,originates from a hill tribe in Orissa, found in Tamil Nadu.
I paid £1 for 1970's coffee table at a jumble sale last week. The travel trunk (just seen), club chair and the vinyl pouffe are past jumble bargains and the rotary dial phone was retrieved from a skip after a drunken night out. I love vintage glass and have collected it for years, never paying more than a couple of quid a piece.