Our garage sale, just scratchin the surface btw, more pics to come...

Canisters anyone?

we've got a few sets...

to

choose

from

See.

Maybe vintage Pyrex tickles your fancy? We've got plenty of that too...

just a smidge to whet your appetite.

We've got ramikens a plenty too...we were slightly obsessed with the humble ramiken at one stage...still to unearth some of the groovier ones...but they will be for sale too.

Not the "Boyd's" though, Anthony says no.

(see here for more info on this) 

 Cat person?

we've got pussies galore!

you knew I was going to say that, didn't you...

x

Thirty five degrees! The perfect day to trot out my pretty new vintage-inspired bikini. Have a look, isn't it lovely...

I never thought I'd wear a bikini at my age, until I bought this one. Not only is it extremely well made, comfy and utterly gorgeous, it does an amazing job of showing off the nice bits, while keeping the wobbly bits safely covered up at the same time (e.g. excellent bottom coverage)

If you're nervous about shopping for bathers, don't be. It's so not worth getting your knickers in a knot over. Honestly. Forget about beating yourself up in front of one of those unflattering change-room mirrors. There's really no need, check out My Sister Pat for gorgeous retro swimwear that fits all shapes and sizes, or better still, do what I did and send lovely Leah from Bells Belles Vintage an email. I bought my bikini from Leah and she was a delight to deal with. I know you'll think so too.

 I love this pic from My Sister Pat don't you?

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Seen one of these before???

I found it among the junk, crap, rubbish, treasure we have accumulated, hoarded, collected over the years, in preparation for what will be the mother of all garage sales...and believe me, I'm not exaggerating when I use the word mother. It's going to be huge. And good. And cheap.

More details and pics (lots of pics!) to come.

p.s. now that I've rediscovered the Wife-O-Meter, I don't think I'll be able to part with it (how could I?) but there will be lots of other things, just as kitschy that will be for sale. 

Where's the blue arrow pointing on your Wife-O-Meter today?

x

Pumpkin Scones anyone???

Yesterday sweet Em (aka Vintage Sweetheart) kindly gave me three vintage tea towels. My favourite (and if you're an Aussie, particularly a Queenslander I know you'll totally get why) is this one

Awesome in oh so many ways...

The Low on Flo...

Florence Isabel Bjelke-Petersen, member of the Australian Senate from 1981-1993 and widow of the longest serving Premier of Queensland, Sir Joh.

Here they are on their wedding day in 1952

When asked to name the greatest event of her life Flo answered getting married.

"I thought I'd reached the stage where I was going to be on the shelf"

On the shelf! She was only 31!

(Lucy Violet was 37 when she got married btw)

Flo (or more correctly, Lady Bjelke-Petersen) was famous for greeting journalists and dignitaries with a cup of tea and pumpkin scones, yep, this is where the tea towel comes in...I have never tried Flo's iconic recipe, have you? I'd love to know what they taste like if you have.

Flo is 91 years old and she still has her Driver's Licence (amazing!). Here's a pic of Flo and those famous pumpkin scones taken to clebrate her 90th birthday last year

image The Courier-Mail

 I love her secret to reaching ninety "keep your brain working and I do believe that is good, instead of having it rusticating here at home all the time"

Good advice from Flo and I love that word rusticating, don't you?

rus·ti·cate

   /ˈrʌstɪˌkeɪt/ Show Spelled [ruhs-ti-keyt] Show IPA verb, -cat·ed, -cat·ing.

verb (used without object)

1.

to go to the country.

2.

to stay or sojourn in the country.

 

Thanks for the t.towels Em, I love them x

 



I'm dreaming of a...

turquoise kitchen.

(image from, and more here)

Nana chic...

how it should be.

Perfection. Without over thinking it. 

I love this pretty but very simple bedroom. Chintzy curtains, chenille bedspread, vintage flower prints, fresh flowers, and the carpet. Oh how I love that gorgeous floral Axminster!

Such a charming unpretentious room...even the lumpy bed looks comfy.

Fancy an escape to the country? This little 50's weatherboard is located in Trentham, Victoria. A small town seventy minutes from Melbourne (and also Lucy Violet's birth-place) check out more pics here. You should see the old dairy that comes with the house! Here's a pic to tempt you

imagine the possibilities...I am.

(both pics from here)

x

Today we went to the Perth Royal Show, my favourite thing? sadly, it was the Churro (chocolate sauce and fresh cream on the side. yum.) I demolished in two seconds flat! Seems like nothing much has changed...

Here I am, at the show with my beautifully dressed Mum, Dad and sister. I can't believe my Mum is wearing pantyhose and my Dad, a sport's coat! These days jeans, short shorts (never mind the legs!) and thongs are de riguer. Anyway, I'm the fat kid clutching with grim determination to my little Arnott, Mills and Ware's biscuit case. Apparently I screamed my head off if anyone was brave enough to try and take it from me...and from the expression on my face I don't doubt this for a second. My Mum believed that a fat kid was a healthy kid and as you can see, I was a very healthy little girl! Ha!

I love this photo though, it's one of my favourites despite my rather piggy-ish appearance.

"this little piggy..."

Some quick notes on The Perth Royal Show:

Established in 1831 as a showcase for W.A agriculture, livestock and industry.

Although events like sheep dog trials, wood chopping and equestrian events are still held, the main reason people go to the show today is to spend oodles of money on showbags and terrifying rides...and in my case, Churros!

if those guys in khaki don't win a prize, this game's definetely rigged!

a touch of Modernism, see it in the background...

(not a pair of pantyhose in sight!)

Aussie, Aussie, Aussie!

oooh! scary!

And to end, a pic of the first and only time I have been on a Ghost Train...

with Annabel, Luna Park, St Kilda.

This was taken on our way in...we closed our eyes the second we "crashed" through whatever those doors are called that you crash through and our eyes remain closed for the duration of the ride. I am still a scaredy-cat: (the Chair Lift was my only "ride" today!) Annabel however, likes them fast, high and vomit inducing! (just like her Dad and big Sister...)

x