Showing posts with label Trashy Diva. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Trashy Diva. Show all posts

BUTTERFLIES AND BILLY ROCK

Every little chance I have to get myself all dolled up is welcome during a period of almost constant harbour work - I spend most of the day there in boots and workwear. So even though knowing it would get all painful the day after, as I have early mornings going on, I put on one of my new dresses and joined Ina (who now has a blog btw): & her Mr.T to Storyville's Billy Rock Station Club to see the Go Getters. A great night indeed, but one does get punished for dancing to that sinful rock n'roll music all night long if one has to get up at five the next morning. (And furthermore in not-yet-worn-shoes. Well, at least I've worn them in now:)

Here I am showing off my new dress. The pattern is very strong, I'm not sure about what I think of it but I like it all-in-all anyway. (Well of course since I bought it.)


And showing it off a bit more; yes, it has a big hem.

The shoes are these ones and the bag is vintage from my gran.

PACKAGE BLISS

I made up my mind, and now it was time for the postman to make my day - my Trashy Diva dresses arrived! (Yes, you read it right, plural.)

And like said before, it's not just getting the stuff that's in the box that's the great part, it's also the short walk home from the post office while making a tiny hole in the package for a little peak and the moments just before you actually open it that makes me feel like a little kid at Christmas Eve, as I love parcels and packages... Maybe I should start wrapping up old stuff of mine I don't wear or use anynmore and send it to myself..? Or well, maybe not.

IT IS HAPPENING AGAIN


If I would start this by saying " I need a new day dress for summer" I would obviously not only be lying to myself, aware of it, but also to the whole internet. Hehe. Definitely do not need yet another one. Want one? Yup. And miss-I-can't-fit-all-dresses-in-my-wardrobe-anymore is sick alone here at home and will most certainly let it happen again; start with the clicking.

The only question is: which one?

(PS. Obviously, if you didn't figure it out yet, you have to read the headline like this!)