Thursday, 29 November 2012

mrs. lucky from luckyville

If you know me in real life, have followed this blog for a while, spoken to me on Twitter, or ever even read anything I've ever written, you'll probably know that the one thing I've hankered after for pretty much my entire life, is a DSLR. I studied photography at college when I was sixteen (too many years ago to think about), and have spent most of my life wielding a camera (the Husband will verify this...), but we've never been in the position to spend the money on one, even a second-hand model. In short, we're like Mr. and Mrs. Skint from Poor Town, and if I had a spare few hundred pounds, we'd spend it on something that everyone could enjoy.
So imagine my surprise, disbelief and sheer joy when the postman delivered a huge cardboard box a few weeks ago that contained nothing other than.... drrrrrrrrrr.... a Canon EOS 400D, spare lens, batteries, charger, remote control, case and photography manual. After turning it over, I managed to deduce that it was from our friends Heather and Rich, who had thoughtfully put their postcode in the senders details (Sherlock, I am not). So this post is in honour of my lovely friends, who made my dream come true - thanks to them, I can now take pictures like the ones below. Huzzah!


Friday, 23 November 2012

collectors items

If you've been reading for a while, you'll know that I'm hugely obsessed a bit of a vintage fanatic - my wardrobe is made up of 90% pre-loved clothing, and my idea of a great Saturday is a rummage in Sue Ryder, followed by a trip to my local vintage shop. I've always been fascinated with history, and I was lucky enough to marry somebody who not only puts up with being dragged round boot sales, flea markets and charity shops, but also feigns an interest when I talk about different periods in history. Which largely means that, as well as looking like we live in a branch of Beyond Retro, I'm amassing a large collection of, well, old stuff.

Collars, collars, collars

Certainly not for me - that ship has sailed.
I firmly believe you can never have enough vintage sewing patterns. I buy them with the intention of using them, get them out every now and then and have a look, then put them back neatly on the shelf. Then about a month later, after I've found more old fabric from somewhere, I repeat the whole process. But the childrens patterns are just too adorable - those collars! - and so I've got high hopes that I'll actually get round to making some of them for Daisy.

I'd be smiling too if I was sporting a collar like that.

Great hat, ace hair.

That lampshade!

These are all vintage crochet and tatting patterns, ranging from the 1940s onwards. I can barely fathom what 'tatting' is, let alone how to do it - from what I understand, it's something involving a shuttle and some incredibly fine crochet thread, which would take me forever and leave me beating my head against the wall in frustration. I found them all in my local charity shops (hello, Salvation Army Waterlooville branch!) for pennies, and love the photos, particularly of the glamorous ladies with set hair and rather fetching lace collars.  I think one of the best bits is the price label on the front of one of them - one shilling and sixpence!

Perfect finger waves.

Look at that parasol! And the cloche!

I thought this might be a group of evacuees, but my Mum suggested it was more likely a girls school.

As well as old patterns, I also collect old photographs. The Husband finds this a bit odd, because I literally have no clue who they are, but I just find them fascinating - they're primary historical information, and a great source of inspiration. I don't really see the difference between individual photographs and a history book - pictures are pictures, after all! The nosey parker in me is desperate to know who these people were, what they were doing, where they lived, and who took the photograph - that's what I love most about history, it's like a huge detective novel with no ending.

As well as sewing patterns, I've got a habit of picking up vintage and retro fabrics and trims, with the grand idea to make them into something beautiful or useful. What actually happens is that I then can't bare to cut them up and they sit on the shelf with all the other fabrics, rescued from charity shops and eBay sales all over the country. This particular trim came from Poot, a vintage shop in Frome that I wrote about here.

Tune in next week for another post on 'crap-I've-bought-that-we-don't-have-room-for'.

lionheart 3

Roar! Issue three of Lionheart magazine has landed, and as usual, it's ace.

As well as designing the inside covers, there's a great interview with Georgia Coote (including a beautiful photo of her and scrummy Delilah, her daughter), the usual array of super illustrations (I've discovered a new favourite in Holly Giblin), an appearance by Cathy Olmedillas, founder of Anorak, jam making with Hannah Bullivant and a fab piece on Ella Masters*. I could sit here and write out every single reason for you to get yourself a copy, but I'm not going to - head on over here to get one. It'll be the best £5 you'll ever spend.

*There's also a craft piece on how to make a drawstring bag from a vintage pinny by yours truly.

Wednesday, 14 November 2012

house snippets

If you've been reading for a while, you'll know that about seven months ago, we moved into a new house - it was rented, and to cut a long story short, was in a bit of a state. Previous tenants hadn't treated it very well, and even though we haven't bought it, we're giving it a bit of love and attention. Our landlords are ace, and have pretty much given us free reign, so the only restrictions are our meagre budgets - which is why I still haven't been able to do a proper house tour (despite me saying continuously that I will). We've put down some new flooring, but need to do some bits in the kitchen and bathroom (plastering over artex, ugh, and a new worktop. And numerous things with fabric and paint to disguise other ugliness that we can't afford to change...), so for now I've just photographed a few corners of our new home. Obviously, as we are a real family, the piles of mess were kicked aside with my foot - I'm not going to pretend that we live in some pristine Pinterest pad, what would be the point? I don't really have a design theme, or colour scheme, or anything - I like crafts, and books and old things and.... stuff. The husband says he feels like he lives in a charity shop - not a bad thing in my eyes.

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