Vintage clothing and rain, and so on

[girlofprey]

So, on the day that it rained probably the most all week, I also did probably the most walking around outside. Which is a bit rubbish.

I went to a Vintage Clothing fair this morning (technically the afternoon). I didn't know until I got there that it was £4.50 to get in, but I figured I may as well, having walked. I think you probably have to be quite skinny to do the proper shopping for vintage clothes, the stuff was all a bit slender. Though I couldn't afford clothes anyway. Bu not all of it was vintage - I definitely saw some pieces from Topshop and the Debenhams Classics Collection. That just seems like cheating. It is interesting, though, how you look at things so far outside what you normally wear when you're looking at vintage stuff. Anyway. I got some nice bits of jewellery. And a woman gave me a necklace for free, because I was looking at it while she wrapped up the one I'd bought. Which was quite lovely of her. Ooh, then I saw a vintage fight! A woman on a stall was arguing with someone about a dress they'd tried on which had never been tried on before, and had come back with the zip broken. The 'customer' insisted she hadn't even tried to do up the zip, and it was nothing to do with her. It was all a bit fraught, though I'm pretty sure it was resolved by one of them walking away. I think I'll probably try to bring a bit more money if I go to another fair like that. Even just buying jewellery there's not much you can do with twenty pounds.

Anyway. Then I went off into town, and considered the irony of being able to get Winter White Chocolate ice-cream in the middle of May, and it not feeling entirely inappropriate. My shoes were only mildly wet by that point, but I was doing alright by the time I got home. I'd been in a shop where they'd dried off a bit, and then I was walking up hill to the flat so there were no puddles, and I was starting to think I'd make it. Then I got to our courtyard, and tramped into a puddle you can't even imagine. The phrase "right up to her middle" is not entirely unapt. Though realistically, it was more like 'up to her ankles'. My shoes are currently drying by the radiator and I'm hoping I don't have trenchfoot. Growl.

But! It's nearly 6 o'clock, and I still have cleaning to do. The plan is currently: clean the sink with Bathpower and rinse it, sweep the bathroom floor, sweep the kitchen floor, go at the stains with antibacterial spray - antibacterial spray the kitchen surfaces, take out the garbage, clean the bin while it's empty, do the washing up, maybe do a bit of hoovering. Then have a shower, make some dinner, and settle down for Simon Pegg and Nick Frost at 9. Huzzah.

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Comments

[katemonkey.livejournal.com]

Oh hey, I went to that too.

I really liked the one stall with the "Everything's £2" boxes -- I actually managed to find stuff in there. Not great stuff, mind you, but stuff I could fit into that wasn't massively overpriced.

[girlofprey.livejournal.com]

Great minds :)

I missed that stall - was everything really £2? That's cheaper than most of the jewellery. As I say, I wasn't really looking for clothes. I guessed most of it would be out of my price range/size. Which is a shame, because I saw some lovely dresses. But I enjoyed it. Did you sign up to hear about the next one?

[katemonkey.livejournal.com]

No, it was just two boxes. 90% of it was complete rubbish, but in that way you actually consider buying it just because it's so insane. I was sorely tempted by this giant satin salmon-coloured with black polka dots dress that would make me look like a giant slice of watermelon but was just so weird.

I did sign up for the next one -- they said on their Myspace (which was how I found out about it in the first place) that they won't have another one until autumn, but I'm sure I'll be there.

[whatho.livejournal.com]

My brother wears quite a lot of vintage clothes and I think if I was a chap I'd be more inclined to do the same. Vintage man clothes just aren't quite as daring and vintage woman clothes. And you're allowed to be a more sensible shape if you're a man. He has a frock coat and a WW1 army jacket with the owner's name still sewn into the collar.

[girlofprey.livejournal.com]

Oh, boy's vintage clothes are easy/rub. They're essentially brown coats. And if you can't find anything you can pretty much just pin medals to yourself. Girls have to pick among pretty dresses, and then hope they look good. Or not I suppose, if that's their choice. There is plenty of jewellery though, if you get sick of the rest. And hats. I was actually hoping for a cape yesterday, but didn't find any.