Fallen leaves in the night, who can say where they're blowin'

WTF is going on with that intense blue sky in April?!
Turned out to be a gloriarse day, with a delightful warm breeze. Just when I was settling into Winter colours and snugglies, along comes a splendid day to get a pile of washing done and open all the windows!
I had to pop out on a small mission, and had the windows right down in the car, blowing my hair all up like being an extra in a Beegees music video.
O yeah.

More than a nod to the amazing Goody here.
We seem to have  similar ladylike with a crass core sensibility going on, and I find her highly inspirational!
You rock, lady!

My hat, jacket and frock are all from my darling sistercousinwifey at different times, and don't they go together perfectly?!
I got the charming perhaps  60's Australian tourist souvenir bracelt whilst in Canberra for Helgastock 2015; it's slightly broken, but O how I love it! It was also a freebie at a Sallies we went to!
The bag was a gift from sweet and gorgeous Carli!


This world's crazy, give me the gun

Right now, what thrills me is:

My vege garden! 
I've just planted a stack of Wintery veges and mulched it and am feeling very like a proper gardener!
Bringing something to the table which I've grown is really rocking my world these days. Look out, I may go all hippie-peace-love and brown rice on you yet!

New Motivation:
I'm tired, really tired of city life, and am putting in some groundwork for a quieter life.
(Ahem. See above.)

Autumnal cleaning:
Bugger Spring cleaning, that passed me by in a flash; I'm onto some long needed Autumnal cleaning and finding it very cathartic! It's amazing how much total rubbish a gal can collect! I'm also finding some treasures I'd long forgotten!


You're my assassin, but you can't see the crime

My current favourite colours are navy, forest green and burgundy.
Not necessarily together.
Must be Autumn!
I always start the cooler seasons with a yearning for darker tones.
This divoon frock was a gift from my fabularse sistercousinwife, and wouldn't it just rip your knickers that my lovely pussy bow undid itself and I am only just noticing now?!
Still, it does nothing to deter from the magnificence of the frock.

And just how fecking splendid is my enormous Rex?!
It's quite the Tardis.

We're not long back from a truly wonderful Helgastock; if you follow Misfits Vintage on Facebook you'll have seen all the excitement, thrills, chills and spills!
A little rest and recouperation is now required.
Feck, it was perhaps the most awesomest Helgastock yet?!