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