Ah, Monday. At least I am so glad for joining up with Visible Monday at the wonderful Patti's Not Dead Yet Style! I will also hold tight to memories of the weekend - Saturday night Beary and I attended our friends' 35th wedding anniversary party; I decided to wear
old stuff homegrown vintage (h/t Wendy Brandes). After this latest night out dancing, my poor old shoes are suffering the dreaded brittle-lift, and I've put in lots of extraneous bonus photos of them.
|coat dress: Kathy Jones, Camden Market stall, (London, 1991)|
vintage purse: Farnell Paris, a gift from my father
skirt: Urban Behaviour, thrifted
tights: Mary Quant (Toronto, mid-90's)
shoes: Fluevog Swordfish family, model name forgotten (1994)
|antique pin: a gift from my father (he has a great eye too!)|
|Anyone else remember the bump-toe?|
|They've got many, many dancing hours under their belts - over the years they became my "lucky wedding shoes."|
|watch: a gift from my mother|
usual wrist wear: silver OM bracelet (Lollapalooza vendor, early '90's), leather and silver "hands" bracelet (AGO, precious gift, early '90's, replaced 2005), rubber O-ring
|Beary was clearly as excited as me about the very important job of bringing you the shoe report from the party.|
|burnout velvet scarf: a gift from The Divine Aunt M|
Sadly, these awesome tights also bit the dust. Luckily they made it through their final outing and only gave way in time for outfit photos the next day. Could it be a break in my usual pattern of highly dramatic - and cringe-ingly public - disintegrations?
One can only hope!