I'm Everywhere I've Ever Been

It's Saturday night and hey, I'm not going to lie to you.
I'm staying in.
My body is home but my feet are dancing.
Beads and feathers are flying around the room.
In my mind, I'm somewhere no one has ever been before.
It's every gig I've been to.
Every music festival I've danced at without a care.
It's every movie I've fallen into.
Every flower I've smelled.
The loved ones I've hugged too long.
Every book I've drowned in.
Feathers.  Beads.  Sparkle.  Sequins.  Blackened  eyes.
Check back in an hour and I'll be somewhere else.

1950s sequin and bead top, granny beads, white handbag, hair flower, bangles - thrifted

Feather skirt - Glitters for Dinner

Shoes, pink cameo ring - markets

Pink star necklace - from beautiful Krista

FREEKY necklace - custom made by Phussy

Tights - Sock Dreams

Tapestry bag and earrings - Dandelion Vintage sale

Get ya freek on.
Now.
Baci,
Desiree xoxo

Don't Say Cheese

Most of us keep our passport photos under lock and key and will only produce them on pain of death.
Of course we blow the dust off them when it's time to travel, secure a bank account, secretly check how much we've aged since the last pic was taken ... blah, blah, blah.
It's time to renew my passport and I thought I'd try and push the photography boundaries as far as I could.
There's no smiling, no head-on-side, no funnage or circus tricks allowed.
But there's no ban on big hair, make up, hair ornaments, jewellery or bra straps.
Bags under the eyes are non-negotiable.

So today I thought I'd pile on the accessories and red lippy, plus do some of my classic double-bagging to find out if I would be escorted off post office premises.
I'm easily amused.

Well, no exciting stories of expulsion to tell, but I walked away with a pic that will probably make me giggle rather than cringe when I open my passport.

Spiked headband: check
Flower hair clip: check
Shoulder-grazing earrings: check
Loads of necklaces: check
Red lippy, bleached hair, darkened brows and liquid liner: check
Bags under eyes (a non-negotiable): check

Customs officers are going to be expecting a flamboyant show of circus proportions during my next decade of travels aren't they?

Thank you all for your encouraging comments about my cherry-popping car park experience with the tripod.

Usually it's just the tripod and me at home.

Away from home, The Stylist does the rest ... and what a talent she is with framing, lighting and her soon-to-be patented "five-shots-and-let's-go-home-now" method.

1930s onsie - eBay and DIY'd to turn it into a top

Feather vest - Shag, Melbourne

Comic necklace - gifted by exquisite Em of Ivy Black Chat

1950s black bag, green granny bag, bangles, earrings, other necklaces - thrifted

Pink zipper hair clip - handmade and gifted by lovely Erica of Recycled Fashion

Leggings - Black Milk

Docs - Solestruck sale

All set for the weekend lovelies?
Don't forget to set the volume to ELEVEN and show 'em how funky you are!
Desiree xoxo

Offenders Will Be Towed Away

I popped my cherry last night.

It was the first time I'd set up a tripod and taken photos of myself in public.

I usually have The Stylist to do the honours when we're out and about, but while she was practising her ballet jumps, I thought it was a chance to tick that slightly intimidating job off the list.

It felt odd, but after a few light back bends and a few locals strolling through the car park without freaking out over some nutter with a camera, I loosened up a bit.

So what am I wearing? 
Is it a peplum dress or a skirt and top?

Neither.
It's a straight up and down frock with side pockets, darling Clare of Miss Simmonds Says sent me a while ago, which obviously Lily loves too.
I've been wearing it often and it's creased here as I'd just taken it off the washing line.
She wasn't going to let me iron it.

I just hitch it up over my hips and tah-dah, instant wiggle frock!

Naturally, one picks up one's knitting and does a few rows while hanging around a grimy car park.
Everyone does that right?
It's my first attempt at knitting since I was about nine and I've just been picking up balls of wool from op-shops when I spot them.
Knitting is so therapeutic, I don't think this scarf will ever be finished.

Frock - gifted by lovely Clare

Platform shoe earrings and bangles - thrifted

Blue granny beads and purple feather clips - Etsy

Rose clip - Circa Vintage, Melbourne

FREEKY necklace - custom made by Phussy

Shoes - Solestruck sale

Thought it was about time I did something interesting with my hair; it took just ten minutes and a mini curling iron to achieve some banging 1930s curls.
Another quickie sorted.
Have a wonderful day sweeties.
Baci,
Desiree xoxo

Show Us Ya Pink Bits

I can't pinpoint the moment when pink no longer made my heart go pitter-patter.
It may have been the first time I watched open-mouthed, like a stunned mullet, Madonna grinding her way through Lucky Star.
Thirty-odd years later, gorgeous wenches in Bloglandia bombard my eyes with pinky goodness.
I'm carefully dipping my toe back into the land of fairy floss.

Until recently, the closest thing I had to pink clothing were my 1930s peachy nighties, slips and scanties.
Until Helga sent me this glorious 1960s pink nightie last year.
Glory be it's too deliciously frothy to wear in bed, so today was its first outing ... as a frock no less.
Say hello to my pink bits.

Pink nightie - from hornacious Helga

T-shirt - from the glorious Tralala

Sequinned belt - from babelicious blond, Clare

"FREEKY" necklace - custom made by Phussy

Leggings - Black Milk

Johnny Cash earrings - custom made by Create Beautiful Beads

Leather vest, blue granny necklace, pink sunnies - Etsy

Bangles, pink headband and bag - thrifted 

Green velvet hair bow - gift from Glitters for Dinner

Docs - Solestruck sale

Rings - craft shops

I have other bits to show you, not all pink, but gifts from absolutely fabulous wenches who have been so very kind.

The first parcel was from the absolutely scrumptious Em of Ivy Black Chat.

She knows my weakness for a particular evil bunny.

The necklaces were made by Dee, one for The Stylist and one for me - love this parcel Em!

In today's mail was a parcel from the absolutely divoooooooon Louise of Princess Prudence Diaries.

She sent me this beautiful blue 1960s dress which I adore ... just a couple of wee adjustments and I'll be looking forward to greeting autumn with this baby.

The badges are for The Stylist and she loves them!  I got fab falsies with crowns on them, a bling-bling hip belt, a gorgeous, working vintage watch and lovely jewellery.
What thoughtfulness Louise, thank you so much!

I know, I know, I'm spoilt.

This time by glorious Vanessa of Two Squirrels Vintage, who has recently bought and is settling into an absolutely heavenly old church in Dunedin, NZ.

Circus treasures for a carni bint!

Lily crawled inside the dress and made herself at home.
She was so gentle with it, perhaps she smelled lovely kitty cats?

Just sharpening up my skills with my new training textbook.

Circus frock and vintage glass bead necklace - from the adorable Vanessa

Pink cuff and earrings - from darling Louise

"Anti-Joyce" and "The Insect Circus" badges, sequinned belt - Clare

Giant leopard-print brooch - made by Helga

Headband - DIY, more at my shop Sassy Vamps!

Pink sparkle necklace - from darling Krista

Purple beaded necklace, bangles, DIY'd leather gloves, other brooches - thrifted

Shoes with DIY glitterfication - Camberwell Market, Melbourne

Green skull necklace - craft market

I showed you mine, will you show me your latest goodies?
Have an adventurous weekend wenches!
Kisses,
Desiree xoxo