My Doreen Shuttleworth faux fur got another outing today, it's been bitter.
No snow for us, but the ivy looked lovely with its dusting of frost.
There's a thermal vest under that wrinkled frock!
I have been on the look out for a vintage tapestry and vinyl bag for ages, and finally found one on Barnsley flea market yesterday.
Fiver to you, love.
Barnsley has a stack of charity shops, and after going in about 6 of them without seeing anything worth buying, I nearly gave up hope.
The market and the last couple of shops restored my faith. I'll show you what else I found in another post (haven't taken the pics yet).
I did spot a 1970s Pierre Balmain lurex maxi dress which was rather fabulous, but at £35, while not expensive considering the exclusive label, it was more than I could afford. It looked too big for me anyway, so I would have been buying to sell on. Got to think about the profit margins...
Who remembers the 1969 Peter Sarstedt song Where do you go to, my lovely?
It contains the line Your clothes are all made by Balmain, and there's diamonds and pearls in your hair...
Anyway - I hope someone who appreciates French couture and has £35 to spend snaps that frock up, and rocks the hell out of it.
Dress, leggings and bangle - charity shopped
Cardigan and boots - retail
Candy stripes scarf and leather gloves - gifts
Necklace - handmade by Santa-lovin' Krista
Vampish purple nail varnish - gift from psychedelic Vix
I have been tagged for a few awards (Liebster, One Lovely Blog, and Sunshine) over the past few months by various blogger friends.
I am notoriously bad at responding to these award questionnaires, they feel like homework and I get all rebellious and refuse to do what I'm told. Because there's no detention or lines for not doing my homework these days...
But I've been thinking that I look a right ungrateful old cow, so I need to say a big thank you to Dawn, Liz, Melanie, Sara, Joan, and anyone else who has been kind enough to include me on their list.
These awards involve giving facts about yourself and answering questions. There are far too many questions for me to tackle, but I have gathered together a list of 11 "facts".
With a twist - 10 are complete lies, only one statement is true.
- Because I was a tall for my age as a child, I was chosen to play a Wise Man in my nativity play at school in 1972. The costume included a paper fake beard. I was mortified.
- I was a member of the Sheffield University team which appeared on University Challenge in 1984. We lost.
- I am the love child of Ray Davies of the Kinks. I inherited the gap in the teeth, but sadly not enough of his musical talent to be successful. We are not in contact.
- My middle name is Fanny, named after my maternal grandmother.
- I have a file of naked photos of all my ex-boyfriends. I keep them in case they become famous/infamous, in which case I will sell them to the tabloid press. Most of them deserve it.
- I am allergic to capers.
- I have The Gift (also inherited from my maternal grandmother, Fanny, along with her name). I don't talk about it, or use it. But it's there.
- I have never been to Macdonald's.
- I used to sing in a choir, and can still hit a top A.
- I can speak Latin.
- When I was pregnant with my youngest child, I had a craving for burnt toast and hot English mustard or horseradish.
So what do you think? Which are the tall stories and which is the Golden Nugget of Truth?
I won't tag anyone else, you'll be relieved to know!
*I lied. There is no prize!