tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66668089720882732472024-03-13T14:09:40.010-07:00Better overdone than underdone…Breathing new life into old stuffCarol Seatoryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05515231968365164280noreply@blogger.comBlogger37125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6666808972088273247.post-15758866645628060272011-04-08T13:59:00.001-07:002011-04-08T14:02:33.233-07:00Spring is hereSpring's here, sun's out and so are the lovely tie-necks.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iY34CkjoCBI/TZ93oICecSI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MRvCDh5gPFY/s1600/TieNeck.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iY34CkjoCBI/TZ93oICecSI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MRvCDh5gPFY/s320/TieNeck.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593320793453785378" border="0" /></a>Carol Seatoryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05515231968365164280noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6666808972088273247.post-73868232010829739942011-04-02T14:31:00.001-07:002011-04-02T14:43:30.247-07:00Posh Frock Friday... err, Saturday<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wvy8zOsLqrY/TZeWAMIMWNI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/r3T0gEV7HL0/s1600/BlueSatinDress1.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wvy8zOsLqrY/TZeWAMIMWNI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/r3T0gEV7HL0/s320/BlueSatinDress1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591102392403515602" border="0" /></a>Life's hard enough without having to actually post a posh frock on a Friday. Well, actually I was still sewing it until 12.22 if the truth be known.<br /><br />With a 95% vintage wardrobe, it's not often that I customise clothing, save for a change of buttons from my huge collection. I do spend an awful lot of time repairing things – goes with the territory – but this one really was beyond all hope.<br /><br />A once-lovely vintage 1950s sapphire-blue satin halterneck dress which had been well and truly trashed, I was able to salvage the large sequin-embroidered pockets and drum up a bit of luxe sportswear (quite frankly, the closest I am ever going to get to trackkie bottoms) by adding them to this grey trapeze-shaped sweatshirt dress from Cos.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OkOBDEaVwAU/TZeWAcoEpmI/AAAAAAAAAWY/zgzwRI8ouRw/s1600/GreyDressBluePockets.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 110px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OkOBDEaVwAU/TZeWAcoEpmI/AAAAAAAAAWY/zgzwRI8ouRw/s320/GreyDressBluePockets.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591102396832196194" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XUI0-dLsbs0/TZeV_6ppz2I/AAAAAAAAAWI/vjAfu92G1c4/s1600/CustomisedDress.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 125px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XUI0-dLsbs0/TZeV_6ppz2I/AAAAAAAAAWI/vjAfu92G1c4/s320/CustomisedDress.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591102387712020322" border="0" /></a>Carol Seatoryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05515231968365164280noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6666808972088273247.post-52968973988001642062011-04-01T15:59:00.001-07:002011-04-01T16:07:45.582-07:00My latest flame<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oAaJE5urqkc/TZZZBzwAn0I/AAAAAAAAAWA/q40wZBbo5FU/s1600/TieNeckBlouses.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 163px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oAaJE5urqkc/TZZZBzwAn0I/AAAAAAAAAWA/q40wZBbo5FU/s320/TieNeckBlouses.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590753875033366338" border="0" /></a>I've always been a terrible one for fads. Since last summer I have been very much taken with tie neck blouses and dresses.<br /><br />Here are three vintage examples from the early 1960s. They tick all the boxes for me: tie neck, abstract print, murky colours, button-through. The middle one came first and I wore it backwards for a while: it wasn't until I noticed the darts that I realised the tie and buttons (on this one) should be at the back.<br /><br />I do like those "pussy blow" blouses that have had a revival over the past couple of years, but nowhere near as much as I love these.Carol Seatoryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05515231968365164280noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6666808972088273247.post-42032124953295807302011-03-21T11:51:00.000-07:002011-03-21T11:56:07.184-07:00La Pantera Rosa<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_iXt4ZSqi8M/TYeeOZSy0EI/AAAAAAAAAU4/65VRWDHHyKQ/s1600/PinkPaisleys.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 115px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_iXt4ZSqi8M/TYeeOZSy0EI/AAAAAAAAAU4/65VRWDHHyKQ/s320/PinkPaisleys.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586607832921460802" border="0" /></a>Some acid-tounged wag told me today I looked as if I should be in a film with Peter Sellers.<br /><br />I can see what he meant though.<br /><br />This butterfly print silk dress is from the early 1960s, sartorially my favourite era, and was probably from Hong Kong.Carol Seatoryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05515231968365164280noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6666808972088273247.post-57612509490168304652011-03-20T14:31:00.000-07:002011-03-20T14:38:25.519-07:00Something for the weekend<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wNWQNZQwSEM/TYZzDvxHOCI/AAAAAAAAAUw/PXZidbmHqkg/s1600/Ballroom.JPG"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 191px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wNWQNZQwSEM/TYZzDvxHOCI/AAAAAAAAAUw/PXZidbmHqkg/s320/Ballroom.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586278895998941218" border="0" /></a>A visual metaphor for my weekend.<br /><br />Having packed everyone else off, I spent the time on some serious DIY, popping out only to buy a pair of vintage ballroom dancing shoes. As you do.<br /><br />I think they go rather well with my paint-encrusted boilersuit, mais non?Carol Seatoryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05515231968365164280noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6666808972088273247.post-50220106102440975012011-03-07T06:53:00.000-08:002011-03-07T06:58:12.991-08:00Posh Frock Friday<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8p2MtohAxJo/TXTyAVpXj6I/AAAAAAAAAUg/RH32Y3sK6yI/s1600/AsymmetricDress.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8p2MtohAxJo/TXTyAVpXj6I/AAAAAAAAAUg/RH32Y3sK6yI/s320/AsymmetricDress.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581351925843464098" border="0" /></a>I joined Posh Frock Friday at http://scathingly-brilliant.blogspot.com last week and just realised the link doesn't take anyone to the post. Apologies to those who have already seen these before, but as red hot faves, here they are again.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E5J5r5e2jlI/TXTyAkp3QkI/AAAAAAAAAUo/ZDFGNdanFRc/s1600/GreenSatinDress2.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E5J5r5e2jlI/TXTyAkp3QkI/AAAAAAAAAUo/ZDFGNdanFRc/s320/GreenSatinDress2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581351929872073282" border="0" /></a>Carol Seatoryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05515231968365164280noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6666808972088273247.post-41350535716022128332011-02-19T14:17:00.000-08:002011-02-19T14:26:11.796-08:00A grand day out<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EU-QU6OHE7A/TWBBoxZUlBI/AAAAAAAAAUY/eW9AfRQ2rpk/s1600/DeLaWarrBadge.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EU-QU6OHE7A/TWBBoxZUlBI/AAAAAAAAAUY/eW9AfRQ2rpk/s320/DeLaWarrBadge.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575528507394790418" border="0" /></a>Living in Brighton, on the south coast of the UK, our first thought for a day out is more often than not another seaside town. A real favourite is Bexhill, east of Brighton on the way to Hastings.<br /><br />It's a small town with great charity shops, old fashioned cafés and the splendid modernist De La Warr Pavilion on the seafront.<br /><br />I found a great vintage shop today, Maud's, at 22 St Leonards Road. I asked if they had a card and they said "we aren't on the phone". No website, Facebook page or Twitter feeds then I'd guess!<br /><br />A teenage boy asked me, "what country are you from?" when he overheard me saying "your dad's just over the road" in my geordie accent. Ah, so near and yet so far away...Carol Seatoryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05515231968365164280noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6666808972088273247.post-5276335305723776452011-02-15T14:49:00.000-08:002011-02-15T14:55:18.204-08:00On the mend<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sgFXciI4ww4/TVsDLoFvpHI/AAAAAAAAAT4/lypMjl4Bymg/s1600/IMG_6784.JPG"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 154px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sgFXciI4ww4/TVsDLoFvpHI/AAAAAAAAAT4/lypMjl4Bymg/s320/IMG_6784.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574052462076077170" border="0" /></a>Still not quite well but on the mend now.<br /><br />Vintage 1960s dress from Frock Me! and faux snake shoes from Hebden Bridge, that bohemian enclave of South Yorkshire; home-made button bracelet, specs from eBay and a stern look.Carol Seatoryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05515231968365164280noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6666808972088273247.post-56782246812067440572011-02-14T11:53:00.000-08:002011-02-14T12:01:42.084-08:00Under the weather<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n-0bBbK3RxI/TVmJF5bkNNI/AAAAAAAAASo/rfIscMNbNr8/s1600/IMG_6760.JPG"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 148px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n-0bBbK3RxI/TVmJF5bkNNI/AAAAAAAAASo/rfIscMNbNr8/s320/IMG_6760.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573636748256490706" border="0" /></a>I'm feeling really unwell today and – perhaps connected, who knows? – not one piece of clothing I'm wearing is vintage (my Irregular Choice shoes came from eBay, but they were new so even they don't count).<br /><br />Still, at least I'm not on the couch in Slanket, and don't even consider the thought that there may be a pair of sweatants lurking in my house!<br /><br />Hopefully, normal service will be resumed tomorrow.Carol Seatoryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05515231968365164280noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6666808972088273247.post-88563064709990995702011-01-28T13:19:00.000-08:002011-01-28T13:39:35.612-08:00Fictional Fashion Friday<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KQEk4JuaEXg/TUM1waZiG8I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/HPOT012HF7g/s1600/SmartGirl.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 249px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KQEk4JuaEXg/TUM1waZiG8I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/HPOT012HF7g/s320/SmartGirl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567352670196472770" border="0" /></a>I had already left the charity shop (empty-handed) when I spied "Smart Girl" in the window, turned right around and went back in for it.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KQEk4JuaEXg/TUM1w6odT8I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/wMNaVvuog9U/s1600/SmartGirlCoats.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KQEk4JuaEXg/TUM1w6odT8I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/wMNaVvuog9U/s320/SmartGirlCoats.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567352678849007554" border="0" /></a>It's nicely designed with lots of illustrations and tons of early 1960s fashion (my favourite) but it is so conservative – advising 15 and 16 year old girls on smart suits, girdles and even floristry!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KQEk4JuaEXg/TUM1xsiI9lI/AAAAAAAAARM/IEqhsrEllr4/s1600/SmartGirlParty.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 263px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KQEk4JuaEXg/TUM1xsiI9lI/AAAAAAAAARM/IEqhsrEllr4/s320/SmartGirlParty.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567352692244280914" border="0" /></a>It really brought it home to me that Mod fashion and the "youthquake" had yet to hit suburban Britain, bringing with it the idea that there were fashions, ideas and music just for the teenagers and not adults. No wonder young people rebelled against being made into carbon copies of not only their parents but their grandparents.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KQEk4JuaEXg/TUM1xEXNTJI/AAAAAAAAARE/IxHgaXMs5PU/s1600/SmartGirlEndpapers.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 209px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KQEk4JuaEXg/TUM1xEXNTJI/AAAAAAAAARE/IxHgaXMs5PU/s320/SmartGirlEndpapers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567352681461009554" border="0" /></a>Carol Seatoryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05515231968365164280noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6666808972088273247.post-32710910814858365632011-01-24T10:06:00.000-08:002011-01-24T10:14:27.538-08:00The stuff of thrifting legend!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KQEk4JuaEXg/TT3BEK57vII/AAAAAAAAAQs/N3ZR_75On60/s1600/QuorumLabel.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 257px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KQEk4JuaEXg/TT3BEK57vII/AAAAAAAAAQs/N3ZR_75On60/s320/QuorumLabel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565816991890783362" border="0" /></a>My excitement is barely containable: I found a Quorum dress amongst an unruly pile of house-clearance garments at a car boot sale on Saturday. This is what the Vintage Fashion Guild says about Quorum:<br /><br />"<strong>Quorum</strong> was one of the great London boutiques of the 1960s. It was founded by Alice Pollock in 1964. She was joined by husband and wife Ossie Clark and Celia Birtwell in late 1965. The clothes at Quorum were designed by Pollock and Clark, and they were often made from fabrics designed by Birtwell. <p>Quorum was known for their huge production fashion shows, which attracted the brightest stars of London – the Beatles, and friend David Hockney among them. The clothes were sensual and the feel was Bohemian.</p> <p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KQEk4JuaEXg/TT3BDi5ewtI/AAAAAAAAAQk/QxnatCUp6Vg/s1600/Quorum5.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KQEk4JuaEXg/TT3BDi5ewtI/AAAAAAAAAQk/QxnatCUp6Vg/s320/Quorum5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565816981151466194" border="0" /></a></p> <p>Because of an ever increasing debt, controlling interest in Quorum was sold to Radley in 1969, but Pollock, Clark and Birtwell remained as designers into the 1970s."</p><p>http://vintagefashionguild.org/label-resource/quorum/</p><p>If the thing actually fit me I might actually have expired through over-excitement. As it is, the waist is only just wider than my neck, so I have offered it up to the world on eBay.</p><p><br /></p>Carol Seatoryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05515231968365164280noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6666808972088273247.post-14470570319805005342011-01-21T05:17:00.001-08:002011-01-21T05:20:36.689-08:00Seems a shame to hide them away…<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KQEk4JuaEXg/TTmHnaVLRQI/AAAAAAAAAQc/sSq5QCMCp3o/s1600/LabelCollage.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 175px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KQEk4JuaEXg/TTmHnaVLRQI/AAAAAAAAAQc/sSq5QCMCp3o/s320/LabelCollage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564627925745747202" border="0" /></a>Just a small selection of some of the labels hidden away inside garments and hats, mainly from the 1960s.Carol Seatoryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05515231968365164280noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6666808972088273247.post-53602698032839694582011-01-20T06:09:00.000-08:002011-01-20T06:10:13.936-08:00Tigris and other mid-century ceramics<span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" ><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KQEk4JuaEXg/TTg98nTZW5I/AAAAAAAAAQE/ntbgk1alfQE/s1600/FishiePlate.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 314px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KQEk4JuaEXg/TTg98nTZW5I/AAAAAAAAAQE/ntbgk1alfQE/s320/FishiePlate.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564265451168029586" border="0" /></a></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" >Given my very large collections of vintage clothing and tin robots, I do try not to get into collecting things only for the sake of it – I just don't have space to store much more stuff and I do like to use everything I own.<br /><br />However, I have had a passing interest in mid-century ceramics for some time, but I do resist buying them… usually.<br /><br />I particularly like the 1960s designs for Swedish manufacturer Rorstrand by Marianne Westman, especially the "My Garden" pattern (featuring fish, not gardens for some strange reason), which is rarely seen.<br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" >R</span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" >ecently I came across this 1950s ceramic cat vase, in p</span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" >erfect condition, and bought it intending to sell it on. After a very short time it had charmed its way into my affections and I decided to keep it.<br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KQEk4JuaEXg/TTg59UNwETI/AAAAAAAAAP8/jZbz5i6ChAk/s1600/ChinaCat.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KQEk4JuaEXg/TTg59UNwETI/AAAAAAAAAP8/jZbz5i6ChAk/s320/ChinaCat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564261065177436466" border="0" /></a></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" >Stamped on the base only with an unhelpful "Foreign", some research led me on a wild goose chase through Italian and Swedish ceramics and eventually to its unmistakeable origins: </span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" >Schmider, a West German ceramics manufacturer, in the Tigris pattern designed by Anneliese Beckh.</span> <span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><br /><br />I enjoyed this little research trip and I discovered some lovely things along the way. I can see how this could so very easily become a new collecting fad, but I am going to try hard to resist it. At least vintage clothes don't need dusting!<br /></span>Carol Seatoryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05515231968365164280noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6666808972088273247.post-12838230673702286382011-01-10T05:54:00.000-08:002011-01-10T06:43:25.957-08:00Inspirational fashion illustrationI had a very cultural, if freezing cold, day last week visiting not one but three fashion-based exhibitions in London. Firstly, at somerset House, the fabulous and very influential René Gruau <a href="http://www.somersethouse.org.uk/fashion/dior/default.asp">http://www.somersethouse.org.uk/fashion/dior/default.asp</a> then Matthew Williamson in the same building.<br /><br />Over to Shad Thames to the Design Museum for the very comprehensive and well-presented <a href="http://designmuseum.org/exhibitions/2010/2010-drawing-fashion">http://designmuseum.org/exhibitions/2010/2010-drawing-fashion</a> showcasing work from Paul Poiret to the present day. I particularly liked the work of Mats Gustavson and the resurgence in printmaking in amongst all the current digital artwork.Carol Seatoryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05515231968365164280noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6666808972088273247.post-67335181228507907332011-01-09T14:31:00.000-08:002011-01-10T05:48:09.337-08:00One girl's trash is another girl's treasureAt my regular visit to the fleamarket this morning one of the traders saw me looking at this old leather bag and just gave me it!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KQEk4JuaEXg/TSo40Tn7oNI/AAAAAAAAAOU/uTNLsRJeQDU/s1600/BrwonBag.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 278px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KQEk4JuaEXg/TSo40Tn7oNI/AAAAAAAAAOU/uTNLsRJeQDU/s320/BrwonBag.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560319161214410962" border="0" /></a>The outside of the bag is in very good condition but there had been two internal dividers sewn in and one had been removed, causing the bag to start to fall apart. My sewing machine isn't up to sewing leather but, as all the holes are there, it just took half an hour, some careful hand-sewing, a bit of glue and the use of a bulldog clip as a little clamp and it's repaired!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KQEk4JuaEXg/TSo40hLZ3II/AAAAAAAAAOc/gDHD-q1cfGc/s1600/BrownBag2.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KQEk4JuaEXg/TSo40hLZ3II/AAAAAAAAAOc/gDHD-q1cfGc/s320/BrownBag2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560319164852853890" border="0" /></a>I suppose a lot of things that have come my way have been dumped because they needed repairs. Last year a friend gave me a large bag of 1940s and 1950s clothes from her mother to sell on eBay. As the repairs got more and more major, I finally realised it was her mending bag and it had been in the cupboard, waiting to be tackled for so many years she'd forgotten what it was!Carol Seatoryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05515231968365164280noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6666808972088273247.post-1777189809537690102011-01-08T10:04:00.000-08:002011-01-08T10:11:21.762-08:00Why make one when you could make two?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KQEk4JuaEXg/TSinb_5NzYI/AAAAAAAAAOM/g4VgvMYB91Y/s1600/Cushion%2526Bag72.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KQEk4JuaEXg/TSinb_5NzYI/AAAAAAAAAOM/g4VgvMYB91Y/s320/Cushion%2526Bag72.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559877839438597506" border="0" /></a>When I was kid my mother used to make most of my clothes. As she always bought too much fabric (just to be on the safe side, eh?) she never made just one thing, and I think I've absorbed that habit. <span style="text-decoration: underline;"><br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KQEk4JuaEXg/TSinXSLVdvI/AAAAAAAAAOE/1nl2dPpr4xQ/s1600/Skirt%2526Belt72.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KQEk4JuaEXg/TSinXSLVdvI/AAAAAAAAAOE/1nl2dPpr4xQ/s320/Skirt%2526Belt72.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559877758447089394" border="0" /></a>The yellow cushion was made with leftovers and still I managed to eke it out to make a little bag. I bough this 1970s print skirt at the fleamarket and with the fabric I cut off when I shortened it, I was able to make a belt and use a buckle I've been saving for years.Carol Seatoryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05515231968365164280noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6666808972088273247.post-89243844338718105142011-01-04T05:18:00.000-08:002011-01-04T05:20:05.349-08:00January 1961 in Australia: Off-Beat Clothes to Beat the Heat<a href="http://www.naa.gov.au/whats-on/online/find-of-the-month/past-years/2008/october.aspx">http://www.naa.gov.au/whats-on/online/find-of-the-month/past-years/2008/october.aspx</a>Carol Seatoryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05515231968365164280noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6666808972088273247.post-84461718652050076592010-12-16T05:50:00.000-08:002010-12-16T05:52:21.668-08:00Look at Life series<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tBq7icqGxB4">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tBq7icqGxB4</a><br /><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B92MnoPVtGs">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B92MnoPVtGs</a>Carol Seatoryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05515231968365164280noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6666808972088273247.post-77006325396145154012010-12-05T12:54:00.000-08:002011-01-20T06:39:46.880-08:00My little tweedy pieApparently, rules are meant to be broken. Today I have broken several vintage clothing "rules" and all in connection with one item.<br /><br />Saw an overpriced, moth-eaten, stained tweed piper's jacket at the fleamarket this morning. My market companion looked wordless askance at the manky garment I waved in front of her, but I was smitten. Fitted shape reminiscent of Vivienne Westwood (are you SURE this is a man's jacket?), beautiful cuffs with raised darted details, complete set of original horn buttons, pocket flaps set just so on the hips, two back vents and the most lovely colour.<br /><br />If pieces of vintage clothing have a history then this had been in a fight at a wedding (where its owner was playing the bagpipes), in the course of which it got blood on it and the sleeve lining tore, and has been but away for moths to feast on ever since.<br /><br />On inspection, I discovered more and more moth damage, no matter: hey, I can sew, I can darn. Quiet words with the seller secured a hefty discount. Stains (blood?) on the lovely duck-egg blue tweed fabric an awful lot more difficult: so it's in the washing machine (aaagh!)<br /><br />Golden rule: never wash a jacket - if the fabric doesn't shrink the interfacings will, it will go horribly out of shape and the colour will run - but I HAD to, dear reader. Although the remedy for moths is to put the garment in the freezer, mine is too small and too full of Quorn - yes really - Quorn mince, Quorn pieces... So it's in there on the cold woollen cycle with baby shampoo instead of detergent and my fingers are crossed.<br /><br />I did do one thing right: I darned the holes before washing it. If you don't do this, a hole you could get the point of a pencil through beforehand you can get your head though afterwards. I might be looking at a mangled wreck of shrunken, bleeding, felted tweed in half an hour, but at least there won't be any holes in it.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">P.S. Readers, it worked! One of my most successful salvage operations. I only wish I had taken some "before" photos to go with these "after" ones…</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KQEk4JuaEXg/TThIvcdZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAQM/R07PctkdEJc/s1600/Piper1.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KQEk4JuaEXg/TThIvcdZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAQM/R07PctkdEJc/s320/Piper1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564277319546824962" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KQEk4JuaEXg/TThIvkVEMcI/AAAAAAAAAQU/Xx86BC5B8Ag/s1600/Piper2.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KQEk4JuaEXg/TThIvkVEMcI/AAAAAAAAAQU/Xx86BC5B8Ag/s320/Piper2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564277321659331010" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KQEk4JuaEXg/TThIvcdZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAQM/R07PctkdEJc/s1600/Piper1.jpg"><br /></a>Carol Seatoryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05515231968365164280noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6666808972088273247.post-8381504462482021222010-11-28T13:53:00.000-08:002010-11-28T14:04:18.480-08:00I feel a new fad coming on...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KQEk4JuaEXg/TPLRMxupMbI/AAAAAAAAANo/05-RxsyZpSo/s1600/IMG_6431.JPG"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 317px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KQEk4JuaEXg/TPLRMxupMbI/AAAAAAAAANo/05-RxsyZpSo/s320/IMG_6431.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544724108684112306" border="0" /></a>Oh my word! My poor photography cannot do justice to these amazing shoes – in the flesh they have a wonderfully surreal look, like there's some kind of forest theme going on.<br /><br />I bought them today at a vintage fashion fair. The seller claimed they were 1940s but I don't think so, I've never seen '40s shoes with heels that high, I'd date them to the early-mid 1970s.<br /><br />Although I'm not sure why, I'm really in the mood for surreal fashion right now. Trompe l'oeil and a Schiaparelli shoe hat perhaps?<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KQEk4JuaEXg/TPLQ_pUFiKI/AAAAAAAAANg/CUt_keAIrSY/s1600/Schiaparelli-shoe-hat.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 260px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KQEk4JuaEXg/TPLQ_pUFiKI/AAAAAAAAANg/CUt_keAIrSY/s320/Schiaparelli-shoe-hat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544723883086940322" border="0" /></a>Carol Seatoryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05515231968365164280noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6666808972088273247.post-72458972427257294102010-11-09T09:44:00.000-08:002010-11-09T09:49:27.346-08:00Wall art<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KQEk4JuaEXg/TNmInniiz5I/AAAAAAAAANA/ogVxp1zSb7M/s1600/TrafficSmall.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 412px; height: 198px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KQEk4JuaEXg/TNmInniiz5I/AAAAAAAAANA/ogVxp1zSb7M/s320/TrafficSmall.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537607431038881682" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KQEk4JuaEXg/TNmInUKhwpI/AAAAAAAAAM4/P0f6HmjSUnA/s1600/FoxPuzzle.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 182px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KQEk4JuaEXg/TNmInUKhwpI/AAAAAAAAAM4/P0f6HmjSUnA/s320/FoxPuzzle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537607425837875858" border="0" /></a>These are two children's vintage jigsaws hung on the wall as art. I don't think anyone was going to be too challenged by the world's easiest puzzle: only three pieces and the name as a clue!Carol Seatoryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05515231968365164280noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6666808972088273247.post-91849154517389122302010-10-30T15:41:00.000-07:002010-10-30T16:10:36.432-07:00As if by magic, the shopkeeper appeared<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KQEk4JuaEXg/TMylvEN-hrI/AAAAAAAAAMw/uwl8ofsZOis/s1600/Psychedelic.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 141px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KQEk4JuaEXg/TMylvEN-hrI/AAAAAAAAAMw/uwl8ofsZOis/s320/Psychedelic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533980270136297138" border="0" /></a>Walking along the street today I saw a woman with a clothes rail. Right there in the middle of the busy pavement with all the people passing by.<br /><br />There was a psychedelic A-line shift on the rail, the woman told me she was selling the dress on behalf of her friend in Germany and that the friend had made it for herself. I bought the dress and when I came back along the street she was gone. No sign that she had ever been there.<br /><br />Great dress though, but not home made at all.Carol Seatoryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05515231968365164280noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6666808972088273247.post-14385144938545425802010-10-29T09:48:00.000-07:002010-10-30T14:50:53.715-07:00Baby, it's cold outsideIt's dark, it's cold and it's the penultimate day of October. Thoughts turn to coats, where they have been for some weeks already to be honest.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KQEk4JuaEXg/TMyR4NtR5jI/AAAAAAAAAMY/Sqv-PsNZszs/s1600/Donegal1.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 296px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KQEk4JuaEXg/TMyR4NtR5jI/AAAAAAAAAMY/Sqv-PsNZszs/s320/Donegal1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533958437069776434" border="0" /></a>I had a quick scout around the Dorset town of Wimbourne Minster today. I've had no luck there previously, but today The God of Charity Shopping planted a lovely coat there on the rack in 'Julia's House'. £7.50 for a 1960s coat made of heavy Dongeal tweed in a brown and cream herringbone weave, excellent condition with a lovely wrap collar detail. Thanks very much!<br /><br />Alongside eveningwear (see previous post), second hand emporia are awash with vintage coats at all times of year. When I pick up a new coat in a shop they feel so lightweight and flimsy to me I cannot imagine them keeping anyone warm. (This may be the time to tell you that I am rather cold blooded. This always prompts the comment, 'But you're from the north - you should be used to the cold!' My answer is, 'That's why I don't live there anymore.' Sorry north, love you and all that but just cannot bear being cold.)<br /><br />So anyway, charity shop, market, vintage shop, online... you've got your choice of places to find your winter coat, that's no problem. There's a lot of choice so you're going to have to be prepared to try them all on. Here are some tips to help you out:<br /><ul><li>If you're going to be wearing it over big winter woollies or a work suit, make sure the fit allows for them - especially across the shoulders and back.</li><li>Conversely, just a dress underneath? Make sure the coat isn't too big.</li><li>It should fit across the shoulders, if you can't move your arms forward together it's too small, same goes if the hem lifts up at the centre back. If the join where the sleeve meets the body of the coat is slithering off down your arm it's too big.</li><li>Similarly, if the front of the coat is dropping down making the front look as if it's longer than the back, it's too big. The exception is woman wearing a man's coat: army coats, utility, workwear etc - it's meant to be oversized.</li><li>Missing buttons? Easier to replace the whole lot than to match the missing one.</li><li>Dropped hem? Easy to fix.</li><li>Torn lining - not quite so easy to fix. If the lining is torn at the hem it's usually because the previous owner caught the heel of their shoe in it or got it stuck on a chair leg. If the lining is torn at the back of the neck this is where the coat has been repeatedly hung up without a hanger and the weight of the coat has torn the lining; this needs to be repaired carefully and make sure there's a hanging loop, chain or tape attached to the inside of the collar just above the lining at the back of the neck, not attatched to the lining alone. Torn lining under the arms is the most difficult to fix, it's worth putting some strips of iron-on interfacing behind the tears before sewing to reinforce the area.</li><li>If the lining is shredded (looks like a cat clawed it), it's had it and will need replacing. A coat without a lining does not hang properly so don't think you can just cut the lining out and it will make no difference.</li><li>If the pockets are torn or there are holes in them, either fix them or sew them up. Nobody will see the inside of your pockets so it doesn't matter if the fabric matches and this will help you reinforce them so they don't tear again. Before sewing the holes up, put your hand through the hole (wearing a washing up glove might be a good idea, just in case!) and search around the hem where the lining is attached to the coat to retrieve any object which may have fallen out of the pocket. If you find weights, leave them alone - this is the sign of a good coat and will help the hem of the coat hang well.</li><li>Get it dry cleaned ASAP. If it has metal, glass, ornate or fragile buttons, either take them off (leaving the loose threads so that you can see exactly where to put them back afterwards) or cover them in aluminium foil before dry cleaning to protect them.</li><li>Check for moth damage. Moths love wool and other good-quality cloths.</li><li>Ahem - does it smell? May smell a bit musty, that might just be the shop or a long time in storage (especially attics and garages) - a clean and an airing outside in the fresh air will sort that out. Look in the pockets for mothballs, they really pong and the smell is a bit trickier to shift.</li><li>Is it an even colour all over? Take it to the front of the shop and inspect it in the natural daylight. I have often found one shoulder and arm of a coat to be faded where it has hung in a wardrobe for years. There's nothing you can do about this and suede coats are particularly prone to it.</li><li>Trenchcoats, macs and suede coats are worth waterproofing onced cleaned. Camping and outdoor shops sell shower-repellant spray for fabrics and shoe repairers sell showerproofing sprays for suede.</li><li>Is the belt missing? If it's meant to have a belt it probably won't hang properly without one, but you can usually get away with a leather belt instead.</li></ul><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KQEk4JuaEXg/TMyR4T4EZjI/AAAAAAAAAMg/QanujQfqvuM/s1600/Donegal2.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 189px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KQEk4JuaEXg/TMyR4T4EZjI/AAAAAAAAAMg/QanujQfqvuM/s320/Donegal2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533958438725641778" border="0" /></a>I think I'll leave it there for now. I could go on all night... I will post some of my favourite coats tomorrow. They always seem to have a story behind them. I used to wear a coat of my dad's when I was doing my A-levels and on my art foundation course. It was a black wool coat with a single button and an astrakhan shawl collar. He was big burly man so the coat was huge on me. My mother took to hiding it and telling me she'd thrown it out to stop me wearing it (didn't work of course!) The pockets were so big I could get a pint glass in each pocket when I had to leave the pub early and get the bus home when we went out after college.<br /><br />Nowadays my criteria for a good coat is not how much beer it can help me smuggle onto public transport - you can work that one out for yourselves!Carol Seatoryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05515231968365164280noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6666808972088273247.post-84523104845075970632010-10-25T13:39:00.001-07:002010-10-25T13:42:29.692-07:00Plants and flowers<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KQEk4JuaEXg/TMXrD9vQORI/AAAAAAAAAMA/kFzXqKpjtRY/s1600/AutumnLeaves150.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 305px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KQEk4JuaEXg/TMXrD9vQORI/AAAAAAAAAMA/kFzXqKpjtRY/s320/AutumnLeaves150.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532086170639415570" border="0" /></a>For some time now I have been making collages using leftover scraps of vintage fabric. The Autumn Leaves picture (left) I made this afternoon and is part of the plants and flowers series.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KQEk4JuaEXg/TJJiTVkPaCI/AAAAAAAAAFg/wvuucEeD0ls/s1600/Flower150.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KQEk4JuaEXg/TJJiTVkPaCI/AAAAAAAAAFg/wvuucEeD0ls/s320/Flower150.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517580577828464674" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KQEk4JuaEXg/TJJiNrpwuhI/AAAAAAAAAFY/GigajowiDnI/s1600/Succulent150.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 285px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KQEk4JuaEXg/TJJiNrpwuhI/AAAAAAAAAFY/GigajowiDnI/s320/Succulent150.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517580480677984786" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KQEk4JuaEXg/TJJiYBKEo3I/AAAAAAAAAFo/16eSlYEWM4I/s1600/Boquet150.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 244px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KQEk4JuaEXg/TJJiYBKEo3I/AAAAAAAAAFo/16eSlYEWM4I/s320/Boquet150.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517580658249343858" border="0" /></a>Carol Seatoryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05515231968365164280noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6666808972088273247.post-5744439757168635382010-10-20T13:00:00.000-07:002010-10-20T13:07:53.100-07:00New jewellery<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KQEk4JuaEXg/TL9K3LTmzqI/AAAAAAAAALA/BoskN_El86A/s1600/ButtonCollection.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 249px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KQEk4JuaEXg/TL9K3LTmzqI/AAAAAAAAALA/BoskN_El86A/s320/ButtonCollection.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530221179222544034" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KQEk4JuaEXg/TL9LNTuJjiI/AAAAAAAAALo/b4WcBgOpmMk/s1600/Keyhole.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 296px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KQEk4JuaEXg/TL9LNTuJjiI/AAAAAAAAALo/b4WcBgOpmMk/s320/Keyhole.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530221559438478882" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KQEk4JuaEXg/TL9LM8-aUUI/AAAAAAAAALg/28UCyWqmgz4/s1600/Greyx3.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 251px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KQEk4JuaEXg/TL9LM8-aUUI/AAAAAAAAALg/28UCyWqmgz4/s320/Greyx3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530221553332670786" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KQEk4JuaEXg/TL9LMYDeP0I/AAAAAAAAALY/9LMQpT0EJac/s1600/GreenBuckleBrooch.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 202px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KQEk4JuaEXg/TL9LMYDeP0I/AAAAAAAAALY/9LMQpT0EJac/s320/GreenBuckleBrooch.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530221543421787970" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KQEk4JuaEXg/TL9K3T2GmqI/AAAAAAAAALI/VWXWwaT0LbE/s1600/CreamBroochRingSet.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KQEk4JuaEXg/TL9K3T2GmqI/AAAAAAAAALI/VWXWwaT0LbE/s320/CreamBroochRingSet.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530221181514717858" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KQEk4JuaEXg/TL9LN7fCOXI/AAAAAAAAALw/emmSGMbUsM4/s1600/MoPBrooch1.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 306px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KQEk4JuaEXg/TL9LN7fCOXI/AAAAAAAAALw/emmSGMbUsM4/s320/MoPBrooch1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530221570112502130" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KQEk4JuaEXg/TL9K2rfQ4sI/AAAAAAAAAK4/oJTzHlewDw4/s1600/BlueDoubleButton.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 316px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KQEk4JuaEXg/TL9K2rfQ4sI/AAAAAAAAAK4/oJTzHlewDw4/s320/BlueDoubleButton.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530221170681504450" border="0" /></a><br />New pieces of jewellery made from vintage buttons and buckles. I will be selling these on my stall at Frock Me! on Sunday (24th October).<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KQEk4JuaEXg/TL9K3u45GvI/AAAAAAAAALQ/TT68TTaEcFQ/s1600/Creamx2.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 179px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KQEk4JuaEXg/TL9K3u45GvI/AAAAAAAAALQ/TT68TTaEcFQ/s320/Creamx2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530221188774173426" border="0" /></a>Carol Seatoryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05515231968365164280noreply@blogger.com0