Back into my groove

Oooo, you lucky tarts!
Here's post number 2 for the day!
So many holiday snaps to share, but I was soooo gagging to get back into my wardrobe again. I can pack light, I can make do with the minimum.....but after a while it does my head in! If we are backpacking, I tend to get quite whingey as I get more and more bored with the sad arse 5 frocks or so I've taken along. And worse, we usually travel in Asia, and they are tiny doll like creatures there, and I simply don't fit any of the cutesy clothes, so no shopping!!!
I find it terribly vexing, really.
Above is what I wore to Mikel & Justine's last night.
Frock-60's, a Shabby Chic market earlier in the year
Cardi-opshopped
Bow-made by moi
Fishnets-my beloved Vix
Shoes-opshopped
Sunglasses-darling Sarah
Flower-gift from Justine
And low and behold, today I went out for my wax of agony.....and a few groceries(now that was agony. Fecking maniacs out there!!! People with death wishes wandering around the carpark-goddam it, I could've made a few of those wishes come true with a mere flick of my wrist)...and a booze run.
Now we are stocked with plenty of wine, bubbly, gin, vodka and mixers.....ready for New Year!!!!
Yowza!!!
I wore:
Frock-70's, opshopped
Cardi-60's-garage sale
Scarf as belt-opshopped
Floral tights-Vix aka Sexy Minx
Shoes-K Mart sale
Handbag-Retropolitan garage sale. It's a Rex!
The necklace is from Mexico.
It's bloody hot here, but I had to wear tights as my poor ankles and feet were very tasty to the local sandflies whilst we were camping. I'm all nasty and spotty and scabby....it's all too undignified! I have pix, and when I post them you'll all be ever so sympathetic. Hideous little things, sandflies. Worse than mozzies. I kept calling them "little conts" in my best Irish accent. Which I can't really do at all. But it amuses me to think I sound like the real deal. I simply had to soak myself in wine to cope with the itchy pain of it all.
Anyway, have another video.
Witness the wonders of the tap dancing twits....
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