Going to be honest, I’m not a ‘new year’ kinda gal. I used to be; to me the end of the year was something special, the putting away of the memories of a year gone and the preparation for a brand new slate to come. Problem is I’m a little mad when it comes to… Continue reading [Fashion] 2018 – a retro-retrospective
Month: December 2018
[Fashion] T’is the season to be… whoever
Season’s greetings and all that stuff. I’m in the process of settling down to a couple of days of self-indulgence (not that, you have an odd mind…) in the normal Xmas kind of way, good food, good alcohol, bad movies, open fires, no visitors (I have that luxury) and all the ‘trying to go up… Continue reading [Fashion] T’is the season to be… whoever
[Fashion] Shop-shape and Feminine-Fashioned
Again, sorry for being quiet – this time I had a valid reason, for a change. I may have mentioned that I’m an author, amongst other things, in drab-life. Well, I’ve been working on and published my fifth book this week, just in time for Xmas, so all of my writing energies have been directed… Continue reading [Fashion] Shop-shape and Feminine-Fashioned
[Fashion] Selfies Satisfaction…
I’ve literally just got back from the trek to London, it’s 01:23 in the morning, I’m somewhat (r.e. utterly) knackered after two massive sessions of Sarah time in London but I felt I needed and wanted to put up a quick blog post that is going to be somewhat different from the usual. Don’t worry,… Continue reading [Fashion] Selfies Satisfaction…
[Fashion] My on-going love affair with Vivien of Holloway….
Right, after that little vent of the last blog post (written a good sixty minutes ago) I thought I’d steer myself back to the direction this blog was originally designed for, talking about gorgeous retro-frockage. And let’s do it with, what I think, are the best retro frocks out there at the moment. But a… Continue reading [Fashion] My on-going love affair with Vivien of Holloway….
[Philosophy] Twas the night before Sarahmass
Warts and all I’m afraid. I’m currently lying on a hotel bed in London, on the verge of two mega-days of Sarah time with the sublime Cindy at BWBG, but it’s an odd one to be sure. For a start, it’s 18:14 and I’m both utterly shattered and mildly (r.e. happily) drunk. Today’s task was… Continue reading [Philosophy] Twas the night before Sarahmass