While eating my way through the blue mountains and enjoying the superlative company of my friends, the very last thing I expected was to find and purchase the most perfect and covetable example of a 1970’s belle époque dress imaginable. But I did, in emerald green. I die. Somewhere between the breakfast table and the nymph’s waterhole was an antique store in Blackheath and it was a veritable goldmine. So taken was I in fact, that I didn’t even notice Tara Moss strolling by behind me. Possibly I was too busy emitting a low growl to ward off other shoppers from my jackpot corner.
Sigh. It’s perfect apart from a lining which could stand up on its own, so that will have to go. Also, despite appearing 8 feet tall in my self portraits…well, let’s just say I’m not…so the maxi length thing, it may have to go too – if I can bring myself to take to it with the scissors…
All hail the 70s!
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Mary 01.14.10 at 6:46 pm
Wow that pic is gorgeous. Having seen it IRL I think don’t shorten the frock immediately, give it a go at the current length, with platforms on of course!
Esz 01.16.10 at 9:56 am
Gorgeous drawing! And gorgeous dress too
Congrats on the score!
Patsyfox 01.17.10 at 5:03 pm
Thanks Esz! I’m definitely re-thinking the idea of cutting it off – too spesh. And the best bit? It only cost $38!