I adore May: flowers a'bloomin, birds a'singin... Oh wait, I'm not in a Disney film! However, the fact that it is now sunny has just made it even better.
I know that my blog has had a bit of a floral overload recently, however these dresses have been waiting patiently for the sun to come out. So I give you article 4 - the purple/ blue roses (vintage) day dress. (Whenever I see the expression 'blue roses', I automatically pronounce the word 'roses' in my head with a lisp - like the character of Laura from Tennessee Williams' The Glass Menagerie.)
I have a thing for day dresses - maybe it's just the concept of having 'day' and 'evening' dresses. I think it's also the fact that said dresses are always beautifully made, supremely comfortable and wonderful to look at. In fact I added yet another one with lovely big pockets to my collection today. I seriously need to find my own Narnia, if only to maximise my wardrobe space!
The one I'm wearing here was bought at a local flea market stall - the owner, Rosie, has a really good eye for vintage at amazing prices. I was really attracted to the complimentary colours, and the fabric feels very cool to touch. I think the material is satin finished cotton?
My dad took the photos in front of a usefully co-ordinating patch of aubretia flowers, and the close up was next to some climbing wisteria. What you can't see in that shot is that I was precariously balanced atop a stepladder to reach the inaccessible flowers. Oh, the places I have been in high heels!
The theme of this shoot was 'joy'. From jumping around (imitating all the spring lambs in the fields around us!) to using the flowers to play 'hide and seek', I really enjoyed doing the photos and it was great to experiment with some different poses.
With the dress I put a black belt my mum bought ages ago from a jumble sale, and over this I added a pale blue curtain tie I found in a junk shop. The grey Mary Janes are from New Look and the necklace is comprised of three very cheap strings of faux pearls that I twisted together. I bought the little bag with a chain handle from a charity shop.
The gloves were my great-granny's. I love the thought that she now lives on in the drawer next to my bed, which is stuffed full of her fabulous fifties gloves.
That is how I know a lot of the members of my family who I never met or don't remember - through their clothes.