My 1950’s Christmas party look is coming on a treat. This week, my latest vintage purchase arrived. It was so prettily packaged too. It makes opening it even more thrilling.
Earlier this year I bought a beautiful 1950’s red velvet dress and I’ve been on the look out for the right underwear to go under it. Managed to find gorgeous red panty girdle. Cost a fortune but it was worth it. Also purchased a beautiful white net petticoat and white fishnets all from the 50’s. I’d been on the look out for a red bullet bra and finally managed to get one. It’s the closest I’m going to get to matching the panty.
It all looks rather lovely and you can’t help but feel delightfully feminine and attractive. I’ve got the bag, I’ve got the gloves, all I need now is red cocktail hat and a hostess apron wouldn’t go amiss…..who’s bringing the Champagne….lol
Dreadfully tired today as I haven’t been sleeping well since we got back from holiday. At least Lydia is settling better back in her own bed now. I’ve only had to spend one night with her this week in her little bed although I do sneak out once she’s asleep. She said to me ” oohhh wouldn’t it be lovely cuddling you all night mummy” whilst flinging an arm and leg over me – in effect pinning me to a 2ft 6″ mattress…… terrific!!
Anyway tonight is a onesie night. The Bunny Bear suit is coming out (bunny tail, bear ears – hence the name the kids have given it) and I’ll be settling down to pizza and a glass of the old vino…..hic
I’ve been going through a Mallory Towers phase thanks to Mrs. Blyton. Used to love those books especially reading about the midnight feasts by the rockpool. Although to be honest I prefer the Chalet School series. Much more fun with all that snow.
Anyway, with my love of vintage I’ve been tracking down a few bits of memorabilia. Managed to find a typewritten list of school uniform for a girls school recently. Then I found some badges from the 50’s. One of them says “Librarian” and the other “Prefect”. I always fancied working in a library – stamping all those books and handing out fines!
7yo was enthralled by the badges and picking up the Prefect one turned to me and said:
“Ooohhh Mummy can I have the one that says perfect”……
I have an amazing super power….. INVISIBILITY
I’m a bit like Mrs.Pepperpot who used to shrink at inopportune moments.
My super power also occurs at the wrong moment too….
Usually these moments occur when I’m struggling up the drive laden down with shopping or the kids stuff from the school run and no-one bothers to open the front door for me…..hmmmmmm
It’s that time of year again when the beautiful Willow tree that I see every day on the school run, turns russet. I’ve taken a photo of this tree in Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter.
In summer when the wind blows she seems to dance. Her lower branches and leaves sway and it’s as if she is wearing a frilly tutu.
I just hope that with all the building work in the area that this little water meadow remains in tact.
I have my suspicions that the person who invented loom bands, Aqua beads and Hama beads didn’t have kids. Sad really. They are missing out on hours of fun picking up the blasted things from the floor. It really is hours of fun……oh yes….just remembered….treading barefoot on Lego is another fun filled activity.. Lol
Putting away clothes in my daughter’s wardrobe I came across her Christening gown. It made me think about the importance of family.
My Mum made my daughter’s dress. It’s made from material left over from my sister’s wedding dress and is lined with material from my own wedding dress.
I remember when we bought the material. Mum had an Indian friend she worked with who took us to Southall market. What a wonderful, vibrant place that was. We were able to buy the material for my sister’s dress and a beautiful red velvet material for my Bridesmaid’s dress. I loved that dress. It was based on a renaissance style, tightly fitted bodice and large sleeves.
There was some red velvet left and with it Mum made my son a lovely waistcoat for the christening.
My daughter’s dress and son’s waistcoat are now kept safe to be handed down within the family.
One day I may be attending my own grandchild’s christening and out will come the dress and waistcoat and we’ll reminisce about the first christening, how the material was bought and how my Mum put her heart and soul into making that dress.