Odd Socks and Pretty Frocks

I had a bit of a trying-on session of lots of my vintage clobber last weekend. Sad times. As I bought most of them just after The Great ...

I'm just not entirely feeling it at the moment. Mainly cos urgh, life is severely getting in the way, but also because I am feeling ...

Liverpool appears to have avoided the hottest day of the year so far.  I bet all the Southerners reading this are looking at me in horr...

I do sometimes think it would be lovely to live in a permanently warm climate. Then I go on holiday, come back with painfully sunburnt uppe...

I remember, not so very long ago, that I was griping loudly on here about shorts not suiting me. But I find blogging is very good for making...

(but only when it's a bargain) I've decided to start treating the big Oxfam store in town as less of a charity shop and more of a b...

Item number two from the weekend's vintage shopping purchases: a patterned shirt. And what a pattern it is! There's something very L...

Item number one from the weekend's vintage shopping purchases: a slightly mad maxi. Confession time . I did not buy this for myself. I s...