Sunday, 18 June 2017

The Wedding Skirt Does Winter

 When I purchased this Sarah Puccini skirt for my son's wedding in February last year I envisioned many ways to style the skirt so it would not be just sitting in my closet waiting for a formal occasion,a scarce occurrence in my world.This is the skirt's first Winter outing and I must admit to being rather pleased with how everything came together.

 The skirt was paired with a black fine wool jumper , long black leather gloves, black boots by Paco Herero several Winters old , I am so pleased this toe shape is back again and just proves you should never get rid of things as fashion is so fickle . My black hat has also been with me for many a Winter and was purchased at a sadly, long gone local hat shop.I topped the outfit with a black wool , furry edged shawl. The shawl was originally a much longer wrap,that I recently has shortened, as I never wore it in its original form it was way too long and heavy . I now have the shawl and a scarf , so much more practical to wear.


Apologies for being missing in action for the last two weeks. My first week was planned as I was attending to a long overdue matter that needed my full physical and emotional strength, the second not at all , these photos were taken last week but when the time came for my post I sat at my computer at the ready but could not enter text and what is a blog without text. So after a frustrating week that very much challenged my lack of tech expertise a trip to Hobart fortunately arose and with the help of my son the blog now uses a different browser and the problem was solved, still no idea why this happened , the joy of computers and me.

Joining , finally, Patti for Visible, Jess for Turning Heads Tuesday, Catherine at Not Dressed as Lamb
for #iwillwearwhatilike and Judith at Style Crone for Hat Attack.

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Monday, 29 May 2017

Dream Another Dream


The title for today's post is taken from a poem by Patience Strong , an English poet and writer.
I uncovered a little book of her poems dating back to 1951 recently in a box of my mother's things
when sorting out the loft. The words of this particular poem resonated with me at this point in time.
" We do not always get the things we wanted most of all - but something else is given in its place.
We leave the road we started on ; we hear another call-and find there is another path to trace.
We think we know what's best for us, we plot and plan and scheme-to reach the shining goal we have in view-but oftentimes we find we have to dream another dream.



I must admit to being very unsettled since my trip to both Japan and then to Adelaide . I know this
will pass in time as I continue to search for a new purpose and direction.
Today's outfit is a mixture of items from my closet ,that have featured on the blog previously, just not together and on viewing the results possibly not again.Oh well , win some, loose some.


 I must admit to being rather pleased with my red Ara suede boots with the black and white spot tights, they are from several seasons ago and so very comfortable. Sadly the local shoe shop they are from will be closing shortly , no doubt to be replaced with another boring chain store.


Joining Patti for Visible Monday and Jess for Turning Heads Tuesday and Catherine #iwillwearwhatilike.
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Sunday, 21 May 2017

Black , Nature's Gold and Tassie History


Black was the order of the day for a visit to the charming , historical village of Ross in Tasmania's
midlands. The visit was twofold , to catch up with our longtime friends , Tim and Wendy who moved there some years ago and also ( for John at least) to view an annual collectable car display.


Ross was an important stopover point between Launceston and Hobart in Colonial times , a town where the coaches changed horses . The town also has a role in our convict past , the Ross Female Factory , was operated here from 1848 to 1853. The site operated as a factory as well as a hiring depot, an overnight station for female convicts travelling between settlements, a maternity hospital and a nursery.Hundreds of female convicts passed through the Ross Female Factory during its years of operation , including some of my ancestors. These women were usually convicted of extremely petty crimes ( records show details such as stealing handkerchiefs or food items), their main crime was simply being poor.



On a brighter note , the late Autumn colours on the main street were just spectacular , a couple of the cars from the car display can be seen amongst the colour.


The convict built sandstone bridge was built in 1830 and is the third oldest bridge still in use in Australia today.


Today was one of those days when only black felt right for me, so as I often do when choosing black I opted for a mix of textures.My black leather coat is by Caroline Moore , made in New Zealand, old black pants with a satin stripe , a velvet scarf , black wool hat and black Preen sunnies. The only touch of colour was my mult- coloured fingers on my gloves, purchased last year in Lisbon.


 Joining Patti for Visible Monday, Jess for Turning Heads Tuesday .

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Sunday, 14 May 2017

Black , Leopard Print and Some Murals


Sheffield , a small town in the north west of my state, is known as the town of murals. The town once a centre for industry and agriculture has reinvented itself as an arts community. The murals feature pictorial characters and stories that depict the town's history.



There is also an Annual Mural Fest that attracts artists from all over the world. These are just a couple of murals from this years competition. The relaxed man above very much reminds me of my husband on his annual camping trip.



 This very clever Mural with its reflections is titled "Past and Present".


There was an Autumn chill in the air that called for the donning of a jacket , my black Moyuru swing jacket fitted the bill and teamed perfectly with my old faithful Nicola Waite crop pants. Leopard print called my name in the form of this gifted hat and black leather and leopard gloves and Preen sunnies. 


Joining Patti for Visible Monday
Catherine at Not Dressed as Lamb
and Jess for Turning Heads Tuesday

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Monday, 8 May 2017

My Ode to Autumn


My ode to Autumn is a little late this year , that's the problem when you are away from home for 
nearly six weeks, and the trees are shedding their leaves at a great rate  you capture whatever 
colour you can before it disappears  for this year.



Autumn in Tasmania is my favourite time of year as the days are clear and sunny and the bounty of
nature's harvest is at its peak producing the most wonderful apples and pears. In years past Tasmania
was known as the Apple Isle and exported apples all over the world.


Autumn also reflects my favourite colours , yellows, oranges , browns, although I do wear them year round .Reflecting on this they are the colours along with an orange red and chatreuse green that suit
my colouring , both hair and skin, the best. This reminds me of getting my colours done moons ago ,
that at the time I took little notice of ( I was still influenced by the colour of the season) . I could have
saved heaps of time and money but that is all part of the learning process,


For my ode to Autumn I wore a silky coat from Australian label Ark ,over a taupe and brown top from Marlene Birger , black pants from Nicola Waite. My little orange hat with its fur pompom I
purchased last year in Paris , the orange gloves were also a Paris souvenir , sunnies from Karen Walker, brown boots by Lloyd , from many Winters ago.

Joining Patti for Visible Monday, Jess for Turning Heads Tuesday
and Catherine at Not Dressed as Lamb #iwillwearwhatIlike


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