My Vintage Closet – The graphic Mod dress

I’m guess this number is probably an 80’s interpretation of the 60’s.

I saw it a while back and it was one of those moments where I knew it was coming home with me. The dress has been lovingly tended to since coming home as it had gathered a large number of age spots.

All these photos were taken while I was engrossed in a phone call with one of my favourite partners in crime. You know that person who you say things like “I’m having a party” and they go “how big can we go?”… she’s one of those amazing people.

As an aside to that ramble, I got asked the other day if I had come up with a list of attributes that I wanted my partner to have. Apparently this is a reasonably common thing for girls to do… Of course, I haven’t. I sort of did for the people I wanted in my life… I’ve always liked slightly different souls to surround me. And I totally have that now.

As another funny thing… I seriously didn’t know these photos were being taken… it was a surprise in downloading the memory card this morning. This one made me laugh out loud as almost all the time that I am standing about I am now standing on one foot! Ha!


At the beginning of the day, I knew I had to text someone so that they had my digits. I had volunteered to be on driving duty for a friend hopping (literally) out of hospital. I messaged and got ready.

I drove up streets that I rarely drive on. In an area of town that is more interesting than mine. Considering I live in white bread land (where everything is homogeneous, pasteurised and hermetically sealed), pretty much any other part of town is interesting!!!! I patted a guinea pig!!!

So I discovered another op shop… and brought these home:

I also bumped into a girl I do derby with. Odd. This doesn’t happen. Highlight: the two of us scratching about in our purses to see how much shrapnel we had. I had to raid the car and pay for my $1.50’s worth of goodies in a combination of 20, 10 and five cent coins. Many, many fives.

And then… I found THIS in an op shop:

They are rare as Hen’s teeth in oppies, these days. I decided then and there that it was going to be given to the spouse… because he’s been eyeing them off for a while, too. And the impossible project is completely and utterly alluring. So I decided to go to our yokel bricks + mortar store for film…

The roads were weird. Not a lot of traffic. And then I saw a cop parked on the side of the road. I thought it was because of an accident, oh no… Then a procession of cop cars came up the road, followed by a hearse. I briefly wondered which prominent politician had died… then more hearses turned the corner. 6 in total. It was the funeral procession from last month’s house fire that claimed the lives of eleven family members.

With all that had come before and after, I feel humbled. Last week also marked two years since the passing of a friend. A friend whose birthday will (hopefully) become my derby number. 242. A beautiful symmetry to it, non?

This last month has also welcomed four new babies into my life – Frankie, Pixie, Kael and Mia. Life is good. I love other people’s babies:

I know… swings and roundabouts…… Life continues on in mysterious ways.




It’s Spring! Nearly Summer! I love summer so much – long days, lazy afternoons and warmth. I’m getting myself ready for it… the garden is being tended to, the rooms are being cleaned. I’ll swap the winter wardrobe out for the summer one within the fortnight…

I went shopping today – retail therapy. I had an exam yesterday and I don’t think I’ve passed. My way of coping? A skate yesterday and some shopping today. I feel much better, although a little underwhelmed by the idea that I may have to repeat the exam.


It does mean that this came home with me:

I spotted this and knew that it was coming home. It’s a…. punch bowl! Perfectly imperfect, right down to the unusual colour. I’m probably going to use the bowl as a place to store miscellaneous items, but how could I resist? The cups! Oh my, the cups!

Blue, green and yellow. LOVE.


And the Nikon and I are bonding. I’ve been looking for colours like this in my photography for yonks, now I have them. The D7000 is amazing!




My vintage Closet| The green dress that started it all

This dress is a 1970’s wonder that came to me from the costume cupboards at my Drama teacher’s. I found it, held it up, fell in love and she said I could keep it. It is one of my most treasured items, despite the fact that I still have it in regular rotation…

Super simple, satin with butterly motif.

Love, love, love.


As an aside – it is so hard to be a fashion blogger! How does one avoid making faces?!?!?!?!

My Vintage Closet – The orange dress

Can I say, it’s hard to get other people to take photos of you? Even harder to actually share them? The little boy took this at the Christening on Sunday. By the way – Christenings are cool. The girl I knew who threw the shindig together – genius. The settings were perfection and we felt so welcomed! It was a really, really, really wonderful day!


The orange dress is a no-name frock. I’m putting it in the 60’s. It’s all crocheted.

Hand made.

I love this dress!!!!! Purchased from a Capalaba Thrift store for $25 this year 🙂

Shoes: Diana Ferrari T-strap mary janes from about 3 seasons ago.

Socks: Target ($0.86)

Boy: My own. I tried storing him in the back of my closet, but he’s too tall 😉

My Vintage Closet

After the 2010 no shopping for clothes resolution (I only broke this when I was in Sydney and Melbourne. Nothing will keep me from shopping there. Ever. Illness, broken bones, broken budgets may try to interfere, but I will not be defeated!), I have been shopping up a little storm, moving my fashion selections in a slightly different direction. More vintage, more classic, more playful.

So I’ve added an extra category and aim to share some of my vintage stash with the wide, wide world. It’s too fabulous as a collection not to!

Item #1 – the piece that broke the clothing ban. Bought in Rockdale, Sydney at a Vinnies for a staggering $8. It’s a contemporary piece from…. Valleygirl! {I know… not “really” vintage…. but obviously vintage inspired!)


My mother-in-law is assisting in the clean out of my grandma-in-law’s house. This home is a treasure trove for vintage-seeking magpies. The joy of being the only daughter in law in Australia is that I do get to share in the bounty (but I do make sure there are treasures left for the other fabulous daughter in law, too!!!!!). So these have come to my ownership:




So… welcome to My Vintage Closet! As I find willing people to hold cameras as I wear the vintage corner of my cupboard, I’ll share…  And the added bits and doodads along the way!