If you read the comments left for me on Friday's post you may spot a couple of shouty remarks. It appears Mr Dog-Print Fleece (or possibly one of his bitches) has tracked me down and after reading everyone else's opinions of the aforementioned acrylic monstrosity be warned, he may come after you. I was so upset by the fact an anonymous nonentity took exception to my outfit that I wore it to the pub and cried into my beer. Better to be ridiculous than anonymous, I always say. Now go and bother someone who actually cares.
Want to see Saturday morning's jumble sale buys?
I love a fancy buckle
I have a few vintage travel hangers, they are perfect for backpacking. Cheap guest houses never have enough coathangers.
Maybe if I find enough vintage kipper ties I can make a fabulous tie dress like my new blogging buddy, the beautiful Iman.
I've got a bigger version of this 1950's raffia bag in navy blue.
I was so thrilled by these shoes I had to wear them to the pub today.
|1960's crimplene mini dress (Charity stall on market £1), Vintage neck scarf (Salvation Army 50p), 1960's turquoise vinyl handbag (Salvation Army £1)|
|Not vintage but pretty cool nonetheless.|
Hope your weekend's been a good one, too.