After reading Sharon Rose's bird-print themed blog post I remembered a playsuit snaffled for £2 last summer from a sample stall on our local market. After a mad search round the bedroom emptying out drawers, baskets and cupboards I eventually retrieved it from a vintage suitcase stuffed with last summer's clothes.
Worn with some hot pink opaque tights it sure cheered the patients up when I was hospital visiting this afternoon.
Just by way of a coincidence a huge parcel turned up this morning from India literally covered in bird stamps. I can't believe that they managed to remain attached to the muslin wrapping on their epic journey half way around the word.
They're so pretty I'm going to frame them.
I made my hair bow myself during a craft workshop at Indietracks last summer. It's a bit wonky as I'd consumed rather too much real ale earlier on in the day. Not quite up to the fabulous Helga's standards!