One of my uncles (one I am not very close to, who lives in Germany) got married in a castle. Well technically it's just a rather fancy manor house. Either way it was a gorgeous place with beautiful grounds and a moat. It was not nearly as glamorous and over the top as I thought a castle wedding would be. It was just in a room on the ground floor of the castle. We had to get in and out pretty quickly and got no real tour of the castle. The wedding party had champagne and orange juice on the grounds of the castle after the ceremony. That was easily the best part.
I wore a 20s dress from a nearby estate sale a year ago, clogs from Lotta from Stockholm, and a rather ratty 50s sweater from the Goodwill that I've worn to death. And a star barrette from Giant Dwarf. I wore a 1920s teddy as a slip because I forgot to pack one.
Installment 1 / infinity of the Europe 2014 posts.
I have been to a grand total of 5 museums on my trip to Essen, Paris, and London. My absolute favorite was Musee Galliera. "Why?" You may ask. Because it is a fashion museum. I have never been to one before and I have truly found my happy place. I love it more than flea markets, baguettes, and the rest of the other trappings of Paris.
Les Annees 50s is an exhibit spanning the years 1947-1957, featuring clothing by French couturiers such as Christian Dior, Jacques Fath, Mme. Gres, Gabrielle Chanel, and more. It even had the iconic Dior bar suit from his a/h 1947 (New Look) collection. It also has accessories, magazine covers, and sewing patterns from that era. And... they are screening movies of that period too! It is the best and if you are in Paris in the next month or so (or live in Paris) you need to go see it!
(Pictures via vogue.fr, because cameras are not allowed.)
By the time you've started reading this I will leaving for Europe: going to a wedding in a castle, Paris, and London. Shopping at vintage and thrift stores everywhere I go. Living the dream basically. There will be loads of pictures when I get back on September first. I'm extremely nervous/excited.
On to clothing... I thrifted this Zara dress a couple of weeks ago. I'm completely in love with it. It's a hundred percent silk, the lightest I've ever worn. Not that it has stopped me from sweating in this horrendous heat wave we've been having. The clogs are Lotta from Stockholm. You'll be seeing a lot of them here. I own very few pairs of shoes.
Anyway, wish me luck! See you on the flip side and all that.
Many vintage lovers seem to obsess over the looks of Miss Lemon, Poirot's personal secretary. Personally, I prefer the clothing worn by minor female characters, and the ensembles pulled together by the divine Ariadne Oliver. Miss Oliver is an absentminded mystery writer guided by intuition and is to Poirot a more intelligent Watson (or Hastings, Poirot's usual Watson-like sidekick).
If you are not watching it already, a) Poirot has been running off and on for 25! years, where have you been? b ) it is based on the books of Agatha Christie, a.k.a one of the best writers ever. So start immediately. The last two episodes ever are on the PBS website and you can find the other seasons on DVD. If I can't convince you, I hope my crappy caps will.
Feast your eyes on the gorgeous 30s/40s costuming.
These pictures were taken at the preschool by my house. The evening sun caused these photographs to be overexposed, but I kinda like it.
I'm wearing a thrifted shirt and 90s skirt. My clogs are by Lotta from Stockholm.
I originally bought Swedish Hasbeens and they were hideously uncomfortable. If you have wide or medium width feet I think Lottas are a much better bet. I'm sorry if this is a little dull, but when I was looking for clogs this would've been such useful info to know. I hope this post will help at least one person.
It is worth posting something just because you like your outfit in the pictures, even if the pictures themselves could be more flattering.
Back story: Amelia and I had just gone to Pike Place Market. She had bought some raspberries as a snack and we were eating them. For some reason or another she took my picture.
My blouse is handmade using a pattern from the 1910s and lace from the early 1930s. My jumper is from the 90s. My purse, which I carry everywhere (because it is the perfect size and weight for me to pretend I'm not wearing a purse) is from a church sale. My army jacket is from the antique store in Pike Place.