I declare, there's a little stick in my hair!
My boss commented that I looked exceedingly ladylike with my gloves this morning, and like I was going to a high tea.....
Whereupon I snorted and felt like being quite rambunctious, as I may be inclined to a ladylike look quite often, but I am actually anything but.
The thought of high tea makes me want to heave, really.
I don't mind a cup of tea on occasion, like when I'm cold or am upset.....but as a social occasion?!
I don't think so.
And cakes and pretty sandwiches, biscuits or pastries just aren't my bag.
A jug of some sort of delicious cocktail, like a rude cosmopolitan, and some spicey snacks is far more up my alley, and far more conducive to my idea of a fun social occasion.
I'm just not a sweet milk and cookies kind of girl.
I'm a lot more interesting with a few drinkies in me.
Ugh, something's been chewing at my tights.
|Pix by my fabularse friend and work colleague, Stacey! Thanks, blossom!|
60's frock, sunglasses and darling wrist length (!) 60's gloves-from my sistercousinwife Sarah
Jacket-early 60's, opshopped about 10 or more years ago. I suspect there would have been an awesome frock to go with it
Shoes- a school fair
Velvet tuxedo bow in hair-opshopped
Beads, 60's, opshopped
Earrings-from the lovely Sue
Right, I'm off to drink gin with a heavenly friend I haven't seen in about 4 years!
We've got some catching up to do.