I had an appointment earlier today with a GP I hadn't met before. You look amazing, the doctor said, what on earth do you do for a living? What do you think, Doctor? I challenged her. She guessed at either a clairvoyant or a medium.
I wonder what gave her that idea? It must have been my aura, I wasn't dressed like this.
|Black sheer dress by Ghost (Courtesy of Christina) and my new pendant (Dear Ivy) worn with gothic lace-up boots, velvet opera gloves, vintage beaded skull cap and a snake armlet (All vintage finds)|
I'm always being wrongly labelled, Indian, Pakistani, Italian, Israeli, Romanian or Spanish are my most oft-assumed nationalities and if I'm not being taken for a lap dancer then it's a being mistaken for a lady of the world's oldest profession. Charming, perhaps I should reconsider those killer heels and fake fur coats but there again, perhaps not.
|Ghost dress (darling Christina) worn with the usual silver jewellery (India)|
Weird assumptions aside, I've been thoroughly spoilt again. The fabulous Ivy Black sent me a surprise parcel ...
....containing this stunning vintage gilt pendant, isn't it beautiful?
|Antik Batik embellished silk kaftan (courtesy of darling Christina) worn with a vintage turban and TopShop wedges|
...And Christina sent me all the dresses I'm wearing plus a rather fabulous nightgown and the Keith Richards book which I've wanted since it came out. After chatting to her on the phone earlier I laughed so much I cried my eyeliner off.
I do love my blogging friends!