Vix's Week - Dresses, Doll's Houses & Charity Shop Finds

 Although there's some improvement, Jon's still struggling with his back so it's yet more mirror selfies. On Tuesday Lyndsey (Boomerang Vintage) had a free day and, with the patient weaned off the hardcore drugs I took a train over the border to Staffordshire to meet her (a 7 mile trip for a return fare of £7.70 - how expensive is that?) The sun wasn't shining but I optimistically wore this vintage Hawaiian maxi anyway. It did the trick, it was glorious by the time Lyndsey ran me home - if the price of that fare wasn't bad enough, all the return trains were cancelled due to a train breaking down and blocking the line earlier in the day.

Anyway, public transport issues aside we had an ace day exploring the flea markets, junk shops and chazzas and - naturally - a leisurely lunch in a new (to me) Wetherspoons. Shame those marvellous maxis I found are too big, I love them all!

Wednesday was glorious. I wore a halterneck top I made from a vintage tea towel and a new-with-tags Zara skirt I found in a charity shop last year to dash to the shops for glue as I'd run out during a crucial part of my doll's house decorating. Glue purchased and decorating done I spent the afternoon in a bikini with my crochet.

I popped into town again on Thursday as we were running out of some stuff. I'm clocking up those miles, since Jon injured his back, aren't I? I wore the chiffon maxi I bought from Hopkinson's Vintage Emporium when I visited Nottingham with the girls a couple of months ago and chucked my trusty chazza shop denim waistcoat over the top as the bodice seemed looser than I remembered. Not sure why I look so grumpy here - it must be the sheer concentration. Selfies and the over 50s aren't natural bedfellows. I wore my £1.99 Swedish Hasbeens but they cut my feet to ribbons with the two mile round trip up and down the Hill of Doom so off to eBay they go! That's the second pair of Hasbeens that have hurt my feet, I never have this trouble with Lotta clogs.

On my shopping list were oranges, a Barry M eyeliner, dental floss, bath oil, ibuprofen, pain relief gel and soap but - being me - I came back home with all manner of random bits including a mini mountain bike, a tub of Made in Hong Kong plastic toys and these.....


Two Indian door garlands which will be fabulous in our trade tent - when we finally get to a festival!


I found some groovy 1970s dagger collar shirts last week - I think the original owner must be having a declutter as the same charity shop had even more. You could have your eye out on some of those!

Today I'm wearing the dress I had tailor-made in Goa from some vintage block printed and a pair of embroidered chappals bought for 200 rupees (just over two quid) in Gujarat from a stall outside a temple.

What a difference a day makes. It's been raining pretty much all day, the temperature has plummeted and I've been up since stupid O'Clock (hence the reason I've chopped my face off). By 8am I'd fed the beasts (both feline and reptilian), checked my seeds, caught up with my blog reading, done my daily workout, done a load of washing, got breakfast ready and made a bathroom.

The Lundby suite was a selection of unmatched vintage oddments to which I added my own tile-effect backing. My friend Lisa's cat Hazel, created the abstract art. I made the shower from some Poundland headphones (including the packaging they came in), part of a blister pack of painkillers, a hat pin and a press stud.

I think young Saga likes the new bathroom but like her namesake in The Bridge, her communication skills are somewhat lacking.


Talking of The Bridge I'm already excited for 9pm tonight. I still don't know if we'll make it to Vintage Village at Stockport on Sunday, I'm reluctant to get packing in case I jinx everything. Tomorrow could be a mad rush.

See you soon.