Hullo Kiddies, Tupney calling!
This is a post that wasn’t meant to be, and as usual I became distracted by the wardrobe of depression- cue a ghoulish howl!
I fought my way through the barricades (in other words I moved my old wooden horse/airer that’s in front of my wardrobe!) and started my mission with much vim and vigour, which let me tell you ended as soon as I opened the door… do you think I could find the darn thing I was after? No is the ruddy answer! I was determined; well, to an extent to find my early 40’s brown dress that was to be worn under my newest of new knitteds. I still don’t know where it is, but I did find another one (equally depressing as it no longer fits) that I thought would do instead. In the end it wasn’t quite right as the colour was quite hideous placed next to the raspberry of my woolly. So there was me, all tarted up in an ill fitting dress and wondering what could be done to make it a wearable dress again, oh, and one that doesn’t involve cutting and as little sewing as possible…..
*Beware this is a picture heavy blogette, with very little change between each snap!*
*You will have to excuse the unsightly wrinkles and bulges as my slip was too long for the dress, and as for those legs, well...
*…See! I had to tuck the slip into my knickers- I kid ye not. Oh what I have to do for this blog….*
|A Close up of the rather pretty grape decoration.|
My only idea was to stick another skirt underneath, and voila, I now have a late thirties tunic style evening frock! I thought it worked quite well. OK, so I still have the quandary of actually finding a place to wear it to, but at least I can now wear it if such an occasion occurs!
*You will also have to excuse me for not buttoning up properly!*
About to do the hankie trick to some poor unsuspecting creature and here’s hoping he picks it up, eh!
*Ok so I will pick it up myself then….*
...and one last one, I promise ;-)