Oooh golly, it's been too long, readers. There has been so much going on at home but dare I say, we are nearly builder-free, bar a small disaster last week when it was declared that a reclaimed floor had to be found for the entire sitting room. Still waiting on that one and our final project commenced yesterday, more on that soon.
Time to escape. So on Saturday, off we went on an adventure. We headed back to a common stomping ground of the area around the Severn Valley Railway. This time, our favoured B&B was full so we checked in elsewhere and were treated to an idyllic rural setting overlooking the river and most importantly, the passing steam trains!
I was quite taken with this overgrown potager. I would have styled the whole place very Larkin-esque!
(Inside, it actually looked like it had been furnished out of Primark and similar stores, all satin bed linen and fake flowers, eek.)
Anyway, back to the matter in hand. We had been most honoured to be invited to a vintage-style garden party, held at the home of some rather super vintage dealers we have befriended over the past few years, when we have seen them for a natter and a shop at many of the good vintage fairs.
Off we go then. How good is my better half looking next to the Morgan (sadly not ours!)
We looked for the Union Flag to tell us we had found our destination on a quaint country lane.
The garden was really pretty and I loved the carved kittys on the fence posts.
A major treat was in store for us as the singer Lola Lamour was to entertain us, accompanied by her new band. We have seen Lola many times at vintage events but never in this private a setting. What was so fab about this day was that everyone there, absolutely everyone, was dressed in finest bona fide vintage clothing. Oh, it was just super to look around and see it, I had never experienced this before. It was treat and we met some delightful people.
A fine vintage event needs a (hopefully) fine vintage outfit so here's mine. I found this dress at the '40s event in Pickering last year. The weather on Sunday was mixed but I was determined to wear my beloved Summer frock. It is "dead stock", that is to say, a vintage 1940's dress which was never used so it is effectively as new, crisp like the day it was made. The bag and hat both came from dealers at the last '40s event at the Severn Valley railway, the shoes I bought new (from Rocket Originals).
All the tea was served on pretty vintage china.
The Munchkin had fun with the croquet set.
The super duper treat though, was getting inside our dealer friends' showroom. Aaaarrgghh! Floor-to-ceiling of fantastic vintage fashion, and I mean proper 1930s, 1940s and a bit of 1950s vintage. I do not mean the stuff many folk try to pass off as vintage at fairs nowadays, that is your granny's stuff from the '80s.
Frocks, frocks, frocks.
Sublime evening frocks and a gorgeous 1940's wedding dress.
Hats, hats, hats (severely depleted by this stage!)
Hats and accessories for the chaps.
Steady on..shoes, shoes and more shoes.
More hats and lingerie.
There was also a little lounge area which was brilliantly styled, complete with budgie!
The icing on the cake?
Sherry trifle in a vintage china bowl, of course (two bowls-ful!)
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