This really is wow. Just wow.
The other week I came home to find a lovely little parcel sitting on my bed.
A few weeks beforehand, at one of mum and dad's gatherings, I had been talking to mum's friend Janet about how much I loved vintage and my studies in costuming. Janet had recently married a man called Frank, who was a little older than her in years, moved into his huge old house, and was clearing through all the stuff he'd managed to hoard there. Janet was Frank's second wife, tragically his first wife was killed when a plane they were flying in crashed.
Apparently she was a bit of a socialite, back in the day, always dressed to the nines, she told me. 'She has so many accessories from the 30's- 50's, you would love them'. I would, I agreed.
I had no idea I would inherit them :)
It seemed they wouldn't be missed by the couple, and because of my 'passion', they had decided mine would be their perfect home.
This is what became mine:
3 adorable little purses
The gold is so marvellously iridescent!
I think the blue one's my favourite. Simply sparkles in the sun!
The pictures are just exquisite!!!
Some really valuable references :)
A hand beaded art deco belt! amazing!
though it's not really my colour and a bit big for me to wear.
3 pairs of darling vintage gloves! I love the embroidery on the cream ones.
The brown are slightly textured, and the white are mesh on the top.
WOW. Thankyou Janet!
Since then i've also received a huge box of vintage hats. i might share those later.
Moral of the story? Talk to people about what you love, what you're passionate about. Truth is, it might just pay off. It certainly did for me.
I've never heard of anyone else who does this, and i'm starting to think that maybe it's just a crazy tradition my family invented. Supposedly it's a very German thing to do.
Ever since I can remember, we've made Easter nests, a special place for the easter bunny to leave the eggs in the garden, come that wonderful sunday morning. When i was very young these nests used to be constructed from freshly mowed lawn clippings, fashioned into little mounds and decorated with picked flowers and leaves and vines, hidden in the undergrowth of my backyard. When i got a little older, and the family grew with the addition of a new puppy, the eggs couldn't be left outside anymore for obvious reasons :)
So in the last few years (rather than let the tradition go) we've brought them inside, decorating old wicker baskets with material and flowers, and leaving them up high.
This year, thanks to a decade long drought in South Australia, we had no flowers in our yard (bar the odd terrible staining geranium and a lone hibiscus). Virtually no colour and vitality at all.
So I thought outside the square, and made my own.
Folded paper flowers, old pencils, fabric remnants and copious amounts of sticky tape.
Note: This one bunny is all that has survived since easter morning. Those cravings really do get the best of me :)
Picked up this beautiful tie-through scarf and matching gloves last week... I almost walked straight past them displayed in the window but I had to go in and check them out!!! I'm not usually one for leopard print but this seems to be just the right type. And it really is very vintage inspired! I'm thinking now I need to find/make myself a nice high-necked black dress to go with them.
I've had this blog ready for a few years now, but never felt intelligent, prepared, organised, or inspired enough to use it, nay, even start it. Truth be told, I'm still a little unsure.
But on this cold, grey, wintry, autumn day (my favourite type of day, in fact), I've decided to go for it.
Hello, internet, and all you lovely peoples.
My name is Erin, and i hail from Adelaide, South Australia.
This is how I generally appear.
Blonde, pale, and lying on my trampoline.
Nice to meet you all :)
I like colours, wonderful beasts, nice surprises, swing dancing, ska music, chocolate everything, drawing, whimsical photographs, the smell of rain and baking, and accumulating more books than i will ever be able to read. I am studying costuming (though that may change soon), and am developing an inexorable adoration for all things vintage.
I dont like smelly people, too much furniture, cold meat, dishwater and MOTHS. The last is my phobia, i'm not sure why.
welcome to my blog.