Women's Stuff

I was all set to walk into town today when the postman called with a bastard massive birthday parcel from Queen of Kiwiland, Helga. Off went my fake fur jacket, on went this luscious green crochet poncho and out I went.

I got so many elderly ladies stopping and asking if I'd made it myself I was tempted to start lying & telling them I had, but as I can't even get to grips with a simple chain, I thought I'd better be honest and not bask in someone else's glory.

Remember me mentioning a bizarre ebay buy we'd been to pick up on Monday morning? Well, this is it, a pair of 1950s shop display stands. 

I've always had a bit of a thing for old skool advertising, I can lose hours looking for vintage shop fittings on ebay and pouring over old adverts in magazines. 

Both Modess and Lilia were on sale from the mid-1920s.

Here's some girls-about-town checking out the Lilia stand.

I'd planned to use the stands for displaying stock at vintage fairs and within our soon-to-open shop space in Blighty Bazaar,

I've had fun doing a trial run in the lounge for Sunday's fair.

But I couldn't resist snaffling the other for our bathroom.

I scrubbed away the surface rust with a bit of wire wool and that was it. Painting would have ruined it, I like vintage to look vintage.

Usually this kind of stuff can go for loads of money and I assumed I'd be outbid but no, I was the only bidder. Maybe people were put off by the sanitary towel advertising, silly buggers. Half the populate menstruate, hardly taboo, is it?

1970s poncho worn with psychedelic Jeannie Jersey maxi skirt (Georgia-May's Vintage), 1970s St Michael cotton and lurex top (darling Curtise) and a heap of junk jewellery 

The other day one of my vintage trading friends bought a vintage piece of airline uniform for his wife from eBay and the seller, assuming he was buying it for some pervy purpose, send him a bonus gift - her thong (fortunately a clean one). He's passed it on to me to use as a sort of relay baton, the holder has to do something inventive with it and pass it on to another member of the vintage selling crew.

Have you spotted it?

I've an exciting blogger meet-up planned for tomorrow. Watch out if you're in the Black Country and standing in the way of something good in a charity shop, you may get trampled to death.

See you soon!