Humanity is a deer in the headlights, the road is covered in blood

I scored this divoon 60's frock at Helgastock 2013 from Fossil Vintage.
It covers 3 things I adore: pussy bows, polka dots, and a 50's silhouette.
(There are many other things I adore, but we haven't got all day...)

Speaking of Helgastock, Helgastock 2014 is about to commence, and I am peeing myself with excitement!!!
In the wee hours of Saturday morning, G and I will wing our way to Melbourne, and into the loving arms of sistercousinwife Sarah and Cousin Phil for a weeks worth of boob touching, shrieking, shopping, posing, prancing and general debauchery!!!


Scarf ring-60's, opshopped
Belt, tights and sunglasses-opshopped
Handbag-a Rex, can't remember if G bought me this one, or if I found it in an opshop
Earrings-a gift from my friend Christine of The Vintage Cupboard


With your cheap fur on, or maybe your plastic raincoat

OMG, "Fall in Love with Me" is my favouritist  Iggy pop song ever in the history of the world of Iggy!!!
I was casting about for inspiration for a title to this post, pointed my finger at G and "said pick a song..."
And he just simply said that line....ah, bless, G is such a star!
Most especially as I am wearing a faux leather coat in this post and he didn't know it was these pix I was posting!!!
(Faux, faux, FAUX...such a fabularse word...)

And bless you lot for all your splendidly wonderful and encouraging comments on my last post!!!
I should also have said that I do get a lot of positive comments, more so now than in the past.

Y'all fecking rock, you do.
The haters can go suck arse.

G helped me pick this outfit.
I was blithering about what to wear to work on Friday, and decided on this gingham square dance frock, and was about to go for the usual red/white/black accessories, when G said, nah, wear lurid green tights and....these shoes.......and this handbag....
G is pretty good for a little wardrobe assistance, he has a knack for colour combinations I would never think of normally!!!

Really should think about brushing my hair, I suppose...pah!

Shoes-Trade Me
Earrings-from darling Edie
Yellow beads-60's, from sweetheart Claire, who used to have the Jemina and Geraldine blog
Skull necklace-a gift from G
Funny little vintage case-Trade Me
Belt-from my darling sistercousinwife, who is nearly in groping reach!!!


If we were firebirds that we could rise above what people see...

I laughed my arse off and WAS nodding in agreement recently whilst reading one of Vix' magnificent posts, this one where she starts off with " You'll often find me scrutinising the seams of dresses in Marks and Spencer and tutting over the shoddy waY they've been made, harrumphing about the outrageous price of new stuff in shops..." as I do this all the time...... 

As a sewer, for a start, I'm quite nosey about the way a garment is put together, and the rare times I actually look in a new clothing shop (likely about 5 times in the last 10 years) I am appalled at the standard! Once I was with a friend who was keen on a particular Australian design duo, and as I liked their designs, I was keen for a look..........not only were their garments made with cheap shitty fabric, the were made badly, with wonky seams, threads hanging, and the prices were well in the hundreds for the crap!!!
Why wouldn't you buy second hand or make it yourself?!
If I make a frock and the hem comes down, it's only my fault, and I probably bought everything I made it with for bugger all secondhand....if I pay a fiver for it at the opshop and it falls apart, who cares for that price?! I'll just fix it.
I really can't imagine how people can actually afford to buy new, considering the price of living.
Since paying off our mortgage I'm thrilled that I can buy the odd thing I desire, but I'm really a cheap skate and balk at the stupid prices, waiting for a sale, or for it to crop up at the opshop.

Then Vix goes on to express her disgust/distaste at a feature in The Guardian highlighting the current style hits and misses......hits currently being trainers and "american tan tights" (WTF?!) and misses being huge, donut shaped topknots.
Who the hell has nothing better to do than a) make up this shit, and b) take it as gospel?!
And worse, c) rush straight out and buy said trainers and tights?!

Bahahahaha frigging baaaaaaahahaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!

I was born with an uncontrollable urge to do the opposite of what everyone else is doing.
Whilst this has occasionally got me into trouble, it has the bonus of meaning that I was never bothered by peer pressure, and I simply cannot not wear whatever is deemed "fashionable".
I'm really am fecking thankful to not feel the desire to be one of the flock.
Besides, I can't bear being told what to do!

On the other hand, I've been on the receiving end of a lot of nasty criticism over the years, been laughed at, had things thrown at me, you name it.
I don't do it for attention. 
I literally cannot help it. 
I just don't want to look like everyone else, and I really don't think I could if I tried!
There's been times when I've thought how much easier it would be if I could fit in, to not be noticed; that to think, act, breathe like everyone else would bring me peace and bloody quiet and I could just get on as lemming-like and unquestioning as most of the human race.
So many say "o, I'd love to dress like you, but I'm too scared...blah, blah..."
Damned right you're scared.
I've been scared when strangers have thrown things at me from cars, when I've been threatened with getting my head smashed in for daring to be different.
But at the end of the day I am proud to be different, proud to stand out, proud to be considered creative.
I would rather slit my wrists than be like everybody else.
I'm more scared to not be myself!

As Desiree says, "it's my art".

Bring on the topknot.
(Or big bulging hair thingy made of old tights stuffed in there, in my case!)

I'm wearing:
Frock-made it myself using a retro sheet I opshopped for a dollar and a zip from Vix (one of a bunch she'd found at a jumble), and a late 40's reproduction pattern.
Belt-garage sale, for free, or maybe a dollar, I think
Shoes-Trade Me, I think they were a tenner, including postage, but they're bloody PAINFUL and I've popped them in a bag now to go to the opshop
Handbag-it's a 60's or 70's knitting bag I got at a market for five bucks
Cape-Dashfield Vintage for not much as it's had the lining ripped of these days I'll replace it!
Sunglasses-Catch a Thief
Earrings-Vintage Pip
Necklace- a handmade gift from Kristalicious!

That was an unusual amount of blither from me, wasn't it?!
Usually I leave the sensible scribbling to those wiser and more eloquent than I.

I'll finish with a couple of pix from a quick overnight trip we did to Oamaru when one of G's bands (One Legged Dog, they'll have a Facebook page up soon) was offered a gig at The Penguin Club.
It's a rather infamous club in our part of the world.

My boy's in back, behind the drumkit!!!
It was a jolly good night, well worth the 5/6 hour return trip and a nasty hangover on my part!


When he sighs his song and pirouettes thro' a dance of dynamite

He's prancing here...

He's prancing there...

Stop stealing my thunder, you little shit!!!
My turn to prance...get out of the way!!!
(But I didn't push him into the shubbery!)

70's frock-opshopped
Cape-opshopped (both cape and frock came from the same opshop, years apart, I just realised)
Headpiece-the sweetest Squirrel
Shoes-Trade Me
Handbag-60's Rex, gift from G
Sunglasses-Catch a Thief
Cuffs-one was from Vix and one was opshopped
Necklaces-a market and opshopped

G's pants and waistcoat are part of a three piece 70's suit from RetroFunk in Oamaru, now sadly closed down, his shirt was from an opshop somewhere, we think, and his chucks were retail.
His tie was a gift from....Sarah...?
He's got a lot of splendid ties!

Only slightly strangulating!!!
But glamour is pain, darlings!

We went out for Italian for G's oldest friends birthday.
I'm happy about it being cape weather, this beauty has been waiting patiently for a few months for an airing.


Let the only sound be the overflow, pockets full of stones

Choo woo!
Our workplace is beside a railway line, which means we feel like we're having earthquakes all the time!
It's quite exciting when we get an old steam engine go by, though. G is quite fascinated by them, as are most men, I believe.

This is just a regular one...not the Chattanooga Choo Choo, sadly....

That naughty Squirrel returned my precious leopard coat when she was last up!
Just as well, we're just starting to need a little extra warmth some mornings.
That's ok. I'm fairly cruisey about Autumn.
I won't start whingeing about being cold until at least June.

50's Horrockses frock and 80'stastic boots-The Vintage Cupboard
Belt and Oroton sunglasses-from my sistercousinwife
Coat- Camberwell Market (will be there 6th April with Sarah, Cousin Phil and G, can't WAIT !!! Will we be seeing any of you?!)
Handbag-a Rex, gift from G
Necklace-made it myself


Now I'm living on the edge of my nerves

I'm a little backwards.
This is last Friday....!!!

Found a couple of things at my local St Vinnies, this divoon heavy glass cocktail shaker was one!
I think it's early 60's. The Senorita reminds me of Spanish tat lovers Vix and Tania!!

I wore:
Frock-from my darling sistercousinwife!
(30 sleeps 'til Helgastock 2014!!!)
Jacket-from my mate Nix
Handbag-60's vinyltastic, opshopped
Scarf-60's, opshopped
Scarf ring-60's, from a sweet little vintage shop by the side of the road between Oamaru and Timaru, I think
Flower-Alamagordo, New Mexico
Sunglasses-Catch a Thief

It started raining, see the spots on my handbag!
That was nothing, though.
Late Sunday it started raining in biblical proportions, and it didn't let up until Wednesday afternoon...causing what they call a "one in 100 year flood".
We were able to get to and from work with no problem, and had no issues, but many were stranded, without power, and had knee deep water in their houses. Due to the earthquakes 3 years ago, much of our stormwater drains are still under repair, and any areas around the river have dropped significantly, making them prone.
Bloody hell!
I've never seen rain like it!


This vinyltastic overnight bag was my other find.
I'm obsessed with thick vinyl.
Amongst other things......