Sun Is Shining, Weather Is Sweet

The sun's out and the temperature has crept up above zero for the first time in weeks. After a severe battering from the ludicrously high winds of the last couple of days my hair resembles a rats' nest, my eyes are bloodshot and my skin is chapped and disgraceful but employing the diversionary tactics of a massive pair of 1970s sunglasses and a so-loud-it's-almost-deafening colour combo whose going to know?

Did I mention an epic few days of chazzing? Here's the spoils I promised you.

1950s wool coat, 1970s velvet blazer

Frocks from the 1960s, 1970s and 1980s.

Menswear galore.

Separates that include a 1950s Harrods all-silk bed jacket and a Miss Selfridge for Freemans halter neck I couldn't afford to buy myself 20 years ago. If you wait long enough the thing you covert always turns up in a charity shop.

Possibly the grooviest chopping board in the world, vintage accessories and books. There's a groovy feather boa, too but after all the furious photographing my camera battery gave up the ghost.

I'm off to catch up with Blogland and maybe crack on with something creative, it's been a while.

1960s Turquoise leather coat (Courtesy of Lucy Nation), 1970s Biba bell bottoms (Banardos, last year), 1970s Jeff Banks blouse (Courtesy of Amy), Velvet boots (Office sale, 2011), 1950s Leather bag (Jumble sale), Ted Lapidus sunglasses ( One of two pairs bought from Acorns Hospice, 2010)

Have a fabulous weekend and see you soon.