Monday, 16 April 2018

Confessions Of A Collector

I have a confession to make I am a collector . My collections are many and varied but each gives me joy on a daily basis. The collections vary depending on my interests at the time , in my early married days at the setting up house stage I amassed a collection of blue and white china and early Australian pottery. At the same time we started buying antique and collectable furniture. The chaise lounge that Raffy and I are sitting on has been in our house for over 40 years, it probably should be recovered but I am rather fond of its slightly worn look (we have that in common).

 The brass and iron bedstead in our bedroom is one I have owned for what seems forever. I bought it from two ladies that ran a small secondhand shop from their front room in a house a few doors up from my family home. At the time it was blue and chrome and very shabby. My mother helped me bring it home on the condition that it came via the back lane so the neighbours wouldn't see us.
After having the chrome reverse plated and finding a few replacement pieces it was painted black , which it stayed for many years , only becoming white about five years ago when I redecorated the bedroom. No comfortable modern bedroom suite could ever have so many tales to tell.

Of course my collections are by no means only house related. After my sons left home I found myself with a spare room , very handy to turn into my version of a walk in robe. My out of season coats and jackets live on a rolling rack here, mainly because I ran out of space in my built in wardrobe.
My ever growing hat collection finds a home here , stored in hat boxes and in the chest of drawers, along with my gloves and sunglasses.

I have collected bangles for as long as I can remember , some are bakelite, some resin , a few ceramic  and many  simply plastic. They come from a variety of sources some from my travels , some bought retail but many from charity shops.

 I was given this beautiful antique porcelain doll many years ago , it had belonged to the wife of my mothers employer. I hope one day to hand her on to my grandchildren . The much loved teddy in his blue vest has been a part of my life since my second birthday.

 A peek at some of my hat boxes , I am always on the look out for interesting ones.
The Pears Soap prints on the wall are another love of mine.

My love of collecting extends to my garden with my various plant collection- from old roses to oriental poppies .
For today's collectors tour I was wearing a white pussy bow shirt from Maison Scotch , my Moyuru skirt, a furry shrug and velvet and feather hat bought in Portugal .
Joining Patti for Visible Monday, Jess for Turning Heads Tuesday and Nancy for Fancy Friday Link Up.


Monday, 9 April 2018

Autumn Gold, Chartreuse and Black and White

Autumn Gold, Chartreuse and Black and White were the order of the day for today's photos taken in a parkland in the small town of Evandale.  The parkland backs on to church grounds and encompasses the early church graveyard.

 I find old grave yards fascinating as they tell so much about our states early settlers. My sister is exploring our family history and we have visited several grave yards together and managed to locate many of our early family headstones. I am always saddened by the many children's headstones.

Today was a clear sunny Autumn day with a little chill in the air so my much loved layers came out to play - with my short black and white check Privilege jacket worn under my chartreuse linen duster and paired with my Maude Dainty frilled wide leg pants. It was still warm enough for sandals so out came my black patent leather Sonia Rykiel favourites. My black and white spot gloves, black boater ,white clip on earrings and a new  black and white necklace finish off today's outfit.

Joining with Patti at Not Dead Yet Style for Visible Monday,  Catherine at Not Dressed as Lamb,
Jess for Turning Heads Tuesday, Nancy for Fancy Friday Linkup and Natalia and friends at In The Writers Closet for Modish Matrons.


Tuesday, 3 April 2018

Easter 2018

Easter 2018 has been rather busy but so much fun as our State hosted the Annual National Meeting of the MG Car Club. It was centered at Ulverstone  on Tasmania's North West coast , a two hour drive from home (in a 1953 MG). We stayed at Boscobel , a fully restored 1885 home , now operating as  a B & B for a very enjoyable four nights and were truly spoilt by our very generous hosts.
Boscobel has stunning gardens , often the setting for weddings.

 Fortunately the weather was kind on Saturday for the Concourse - held on the parkland by the Leven River. Over 250 beautifully polished cars , from pre-war to present day, lined up to be judged- a very serious undertaking for many car owners .

 Meanwhile , a High Tea was held for those ladies needing a break from cars. An enjoyable time of wonderful food, a glass of bubbles , catching up with old friends and making new ones and a chance to don our Easter bonnets.
My outfit for the day was black silk pants , a short taupe jacket and my coral linen coat.
I neglected to take any photos of the High Tea and this was kindly sent to me from a friend.

 John's MG TD 1953, his pride and joy , that he has owned since purchasing it in his uni days back in 1970. Sunday was an observation run through the country side ending at the town of Mole Creek , where John grew up and the car underwent its first restoration.

 A line up of my favourite MG's , taken at the motorkhana, a competitive event that involves some skilled driving, John was third.

Every National Meeting has a theme night and this years theme was "Kimber House Garden Party".
Garden party to me means floral but as it was a night event I added my own more dressy twist, my silk vintage jacket , Sarah Paccini olive skirt that I originally bought for my son's wedding and my one and only flower trimmed hat. I was both surprised and delighted to win the prize for best dressed lady. That said best dressed man was a young man from South Australia , who came as a garden fairy and had the most stunning twinkling wings I have ever seen, I was very timid by comparison.
We danced the night away to a local artists Kitty Martini and the Tom Collins Trio.

Joining albeit rather late Patti for Visible Monday, Catherine at Not Dressed as Lamb, Jess for Turning Heads Tuesday, Judith for Hat Attack, Nancy for Fancy Friday Linkup.

Sunday, 25 March 2018

Salamanca Place in Velvet and Leather

Last week we took a short break and spent a couple of days in Hobart , our states capital city. This gave us the opportunity to catch up with our eldest son, Zac , and a spot of retail therapy , mainly window shopping although I did find a useful guide on Portugal for our trip later in the year and the chance to see a French film as part of the French Film Festival.

Salamanca Place is always one of my favourite spots to visit , with its cafes and craft shops and on Saturdays the home of a bustling market. Salamanca Place itself consists of rows of sandstone buildings, that were originally warehouses for the port of Hobart.

My outfit for the day consists of my black leather skirt ( a recycled purchase last year) , a ruffled vintage velvet jacket with the most interesting sleeves (that doesn't really show in the photos), a spotted top from Marlene Birger, black studded leather gloves, vintage bag, Ted Baker hat and Preen sunnies. The day was rather chilly giving me a good excuse to layer.

I had to laugh at this bronze by husband and wife artists Gillie and Marc titled "Happy Birthday Mr President"- doesn't it look familiar to bloggers. Gillie and Marc are Sydney based artists who collabrate to create art applying the iconic imagery of the dog/human hybrid to celebrate the powerful spiritual relationship that exists between man and animal.

I rather liked this quote from Marilyn Munro on a plaque on the art work.
" Imperfection is beauty, madness is genius and its better to be absolutely ridiculous than absolutely boring".

Joining Patti for Visible Monday, Jess for Turning Heads Tuesday, Catherine at Not Dressed as Lamb Nancy for Friday Fashion Link Up.


Monday, 12 March 2018

Metallic Hues

Searching for a change I decided to follow a long held desire to become a red head. If not now when was my rationale and I am rather pleased with the result.
I would be quite happy to embrace turning to silver but my genetic gene pool had other ideas, my late mother was only slightly grey at age 78.

I often read articles both in print and online criticizing women over a certain age for continuing to colour their hair.  Always a personal decision in my opinion , do whatever makes you feel your best.

Continuing the metallic theme I donned this new to me bronze leather short sleeve jacket, a recent purchase from my local recycle clothing store. I visited on a half price sale day so the jacket was quite a bargain . I will admit two skirts and a fancy rain coat also came home that day, they were half price , too good to leave behind.

The jacket is from the late 1980's and has the most amazing puffy sleeves. I do enjoy much of the 80s fashion.

My ever faithful Moyuru skirt  worked perfectly with the jacket . I added these bronze Robert Clergerie wedges , an embellished tee , short lace fingerless gloves ,  Karen Walker sunnies and a blingy belt, another recycle purchase.

Today was a public holiday here , so we took advantage and visited our towns legal area for today's photos. The doors above are the entrance to The Supreme Court where I served Jury Duty a few years ago.

This row of Victorian Terrace Houses is home to several law practices and many state government legal services.

Taking my Metallic Hues to join Patti at Visible Monday, Catherine at Not Dressed as Lamb, Catherine for Turning Heads Tuesday, Nancy for Fashion Friday Link Up.