Edwardian Lace

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

“We cast a shadow on something wherever we stand, and it is no good moving from place to place to save things; because the shadow always follows. Choose a place where you won't do harm - yes, choose a place where you won't do very much harm, and stand in it for all you are worth, facing the sunshine.”  

 

 

Extract from A Room With A View by E. M. Forster, via 1

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 The Outfit:

 

 

Vintage Edwardian (or is it even Victorian?) lace blouse: my great grandmother's, passed down to me by Kiki

 

Vintage 30s/40s blue silk skirt: made by granny Kiki for Kiki Couture

 

White cotton parasol: from Ebay

 

White/blue gauzy scarf wrapped over parasol: a gift from my aunt in Hong Kong

 

Vintage pearl necklace: passed down from granny Penny

 

Silver vintage look earrings: Accessorize

 

Nude pumps: old, from New Look

 

The Soundtrack:

 

 

Laura Marling: I Speak Because I Can

 

 

 

Photographs taken by me, self portraits using the timer on my little digital camera.

 

 

Happy Beltane!

 

 

Due to the combination of a heavy work load and the glorious spring sunshine, which calls me away from my computer and out into the garden whenever it can, I'm way behind on responding to blog comments. I have time to either keep up to date with your new gorgeous blog posts, or to respond to the comments on mine, but not both, so I will keep commenting on blogs, but sadly commenting on your kind responses to my own posts will have to wait for a while.

I love to receive your comments though, dear peeps, so please do keep them coming! 

 

I'm delighted to be a part of the next Visible Monday, hosted by the lovely Patti from www.notdeadyetstyle.blogspot.co.uk, click on the website link to see her outfit and those of many others.

 

 

Stretching Up Towards The Sun

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

  

I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed--and gazed--but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:

For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.       

 

 

William Wordsworth, via 1

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

  

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

  

 

 

 

 

 

The Outfit:

 

 

Vintage 1970s maxi dress with shawl sleeves: bought from Ebay

 

White flower hairclip: in the sale from Accessorize

 

Red chinese cuff bracelet: a gift from my aunt in Hong Kong

 

Red & black chinese earrings: a gift from my aunt in Hong Kong

 

Daffodils: all planted by my man and myself when we first moved here to the deep country!

 

The Soundtrack

 

 

Leonard Cohen: Suzanne

 

 

Photographs taken by me, self portraits using the timer on my little digital camera.

 

I'm delighted to be a part of the next Visible Monday, hosted by the lovely Patti from www.notdeadyetstyle.blogspot.co.uk, click on the website link to see her outfit and those of many others.

Russet Velvet & The Redhead

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

“And the two women stood side by side looking at the slender, flowering tree. Although it was so still it seemed, like the flame of a candle, to stretch up, to point, to quiver in the bright air, to grow taller and taller as they gazed - almost to touch the rim of the round, silver moon.
How long did they stand there? Both, as it were, caught in that circle of unearthly light, understanding each other perfectly, creatures of another world, and wondering what they were to do in this one with all this blissful treasure that burned in their bosoms and dropped, in silver flowers, from their hair and hands?”

 

 

Extract from Bliss & Other Stories by Katharine Mansfield, via 1

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Outfit:

 

Vintage 1930s russet velvet evening dress with ruched panels: made by granny Kiki for Kiki Couture

Vintage 1910-30s? bejewelled buckle silk satin shoes: passed down from granny Kiki

 

Vintage 1920s bracelet: passed down from granny Penny to my mother

 

Red chinese cuff bracelet: a gift from my aunt in Hong Kong

 

Vintage 1930s necklace, worn as a headband: passed down from granny Penny

 

Earrings: my mother's, from Accessorize

 

Large blue ring: a recent present from a friend

Lilac rose hair clip: an old present from my mother

The Soundtrack

Edith Sitwell: Through Gilded Trellises

 

 

As you may have guessed, the painting of the beautiful redhead is a portrait of my granny Kiki, painted at the start of the 1930s when she was in her early twenties.

Photographs taken at my parents' house by me, self portraits using the timer on my little digital camera.

 

 

 Sorry I've been too busy this week to comment on many blogs, and haven't had a chance to respond to your kind comments either. Please know that even when I don't have time to respond I appreciate your comments so much.

 

 

I'm delighted to be a part of the next Visible Monday, hosted by the lovely Patti from www.notdeadyetstyle.blogspot.co.uk, click on the website link to see her outfit and those of many others.

 

 

Fin De Siecle

 

 

 

 

 

 

“It has made me better loving you...it has made me wiser, and easier, and brighter. I used to want a great many things before, and to be angry that I did not have them. Theoretically, I was satisfied. I flattered myself that I had limited my wants. But I was subject to irritation; I used to have morbid sterile hateful fits of hunger, of desire. Now I really am satisfied, because I can’t think of anything better. It’s just as when one has been trying to spell out a book in the twilight, and suddenly the lamp comes in. I had been putting out my eyes over the book of life, and finding nothing to reward me for my pains; but now that I can read it properly I see that it’s a delightful story.”  

 

Extract from The Portrait Of A Lady by Henry James, via 1

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Outfit

 

Vintage Victorian Black Lace & Pink Satin Cape: passed down from granny Kiki

 

Vintage 1930s Purple Satin Skirt With Velvet Trim: made by granny Kiki for Kiki Couture

 

Black & Purple Beaded Top: a gift from a friend, originally from the high street

 

Black Wide Brimmed Summer Hat: from Next

 

Vintage Black Lace: from granny Kiki

 

Vintage Silver Earrings: from granny Penny

 

Vintage Ruby, Diamond & Gold Ring: my 'non-wedding' ring from Mr Eve

 

The Daffodils: planted by my own hands 5 years ago

  

 

 

The Soundtrack

 

Erik Satie: Gymnopedie



All photographs taken by me, self portraits using the self timer on my little digital camera.



I want to say a massive thank you to two wonderful blogging ladies:
Jill who in her gorgeous blog Tea With The Vintage Baroness featured me in Sunday's blog post as one of  her favourite 'Dreamy Bloggers' - see the post here;
and Veshoevius, who I haven't forgotten gave me a Versatile Blogger Award a while back via her inspiring blog The Taxonomy Of My Wardrobe - see the post here - I'm still working on that response for you sweetheart!

I'm delighted to be a part of Visible Monday, hosted by the lovely Patti from www.notdeadyetstyle.blogspot.co.uk, click on the website link to see her outfit and those of many others.