Glorious Girdles

Lots of things used to scare the willies out of me as a kid.
That's normal right?
But for some reason, the vestiges of womanhood were some of the scariest of all.
Such as huge, flacid, beige bras flapping menacingly on the clothes line alongside enormous granny knickers resembling chopping boards.
Or my nana posing for a photograph outside wearing a white all-in-one girdle.
Eeek to an eight-year-old!

This is the type of thing my Nana wore.
I thought it was a torture device. I mean really, why couldn't she wear Holly Hobbie undies like a normal person?
Since the passing of those frightening childhood memories, I've worn girdles as skirts.
I love the way they fit and the feel of the gentle pat-pat of the clips against my legs as I walk.

They're fun and a wee bit risque, which is actually rubbish when you consider how many women wear camisoles, bra and corset-style tops as outer wear.
You can just see the girdle's metal clips hanging below the jacket.

 During last weekend's vintage and designer pop-up market I fell in love with a navy, red and gold brocade jacket.

It seemed just the thing to go with my latest vintage girdle purchase from LaMeow Vintage's Etsy shop.

  I'm wearing the jacket with a 1960s beaded and sequinned wool top from a local flea market, Black Milk Liquids, F21 booties and thrifted Glomesh earrings.  And yes, I'm double bagging it again today.

 The headband was handmade by a really lovely girl at a suitcase rummage The Stylist and I spotted on Saturday.
We made a bee-line and bought a floral headband each.  I've worn mine everyday this week.

 The top's an orgy of beads!

 I love to do a bit of a shimmy in this top.  
How could you not shimmy with all those beads just hanging there?

 A close-up of the super-comfy girdle and leggings.

Two happy, purring cats:)).
I hope you're enjoying your week my lovelies.
Desiree xo

The Girl Who Wanted to be God

It's cool enough here in Brisneyland to wear a cape - yippeeee!
I'll need to get a daytime shot of this one as I think it's pretty spesh.
Do you ever daydream about a piece of clothing you haven't worn for a while?
I've been thinking about my 1950s pink girdle and decided it was going to be friends with my Black Milk Galaxies.

It all came together for me tonight.
The blouse is from my local Salvos - 1960s in pure cotton for $1.
I still pinch myself whenever I reach for it.
The 1930s cape is a heart-stopper from Regina's eBay store.
Like most black clothing, it looks better in real life or in the daylight though.
It's an astrakhan fur in mint condition, with a massive collar that stands to attention when ordered to.

Now for those tut-tutting and whispering "she shouldn't be wearing a black bra", well I think it needs a non-beige colour to give the pastels some texture and oomph.
Or maybe I was just too lazy to change;))).

A surprise hit of colour with the bright red 1960s handbag (about $3 from memory) and my 1950s purple/blue gauze head band from Dandelion Vintage.

The necklace is a 1960s super-sparkly purple number.

Tsk, tsk, she's wearing her knickers on the outside again.
Today it's a 1950s girdle I bought from Etsy that I also wore here.
 It was about 4 sizes too big for me so I sewed a couple of side seams and voila instant skirt!
TIP:  If you're thinking about wearing a girdle as a skirt, get one a few sizes too big as there's more length so it feels more like you're wearing a skirt even though clearly you're not!  You can always adjust the width to suit you.

Sorry you can't really see the shoes all that well, they're Forever 21 stiletto-heeled lace-up booties.

I'm on a roll this week folks. 
Vedivi domani!
Desiree xo