The Model

I've been taking some photos of real people modelling our clothes. I usually take the photos of the clothes on mannequins.  This takes more time but it is much more fun.

We heard about this magical place, it's called the land of e-bay.  Someone said we should get our fingers out and actually start trying to sell some of our wonderful vintage clothes there.

So we are going to give it a go.  Who knows, we may even sell some stuff, fingers crossed.  I shall post a link when it's all up and running.

This amazing 2-piece was apparently worn by a member of the audience on this 

iconic show

I'm sure it was there somewhere.

Now for something completely different....

aahhh flowers, they are so much easier to take photos of.  These are sundews and they are incredible tiny carnivorous plants.  They grow around bogs and marshes and eat flies.  I was so excited when I was shown them, and also a bit muddy and soggy too because I was trying to capture a decent photo of them while in a muddy bog wearing flip flops. Totally worth it, fascinating and so pretty.

Talking of pretty, A big thank you to our lovely models  

Elle

&

Lucinda

Not that I'm comparing you to a fly eating plants or anything... I'll stop now. 

Here are more pretty flowers

More modelling adventures to come soon, I hope.

Holiday

I've been on holiday.  It was a 'staycation'.  Our friends came to stay and it was a week full of  Anniversaries and weddings, 
Zoos and forests
Oxford street in the crowds and drizzle
and trying our hardest to get through this great box set but only managing four episodes

But all holidays must come to an end and after teary goodbyes and promises to see everyone soon, I had to roll my sleeves up and get back to work.

It's always a bit of a wake up call to get back into the swing of things after a couple of weeks of having nothing to do with work whatsoever. I felt like I needed another week or so of full R&R, just to ease me back into reality.  That was never on the cards. C'est la vie.

On my first day back this week, I pull up outside the shop, my van full of stock.  I have to unload quickly otherwise I'm the prey of the traffic warden.  there is already a customer waiting outside. Good for business, not good for me getting a ticket.  

The customer wants a fifties hire.  I find a dress for her and while she is trying it on I hastily start to walk/run out of the shop so I can unload the van.  That was when I had the strangest accident.  My car key ( this is weird ) jabbed up my nose.  There is no other way of explaining it.  Even I'm not sure how it happened.  My nose immediately started to bleed profusely.

I panicked a bit.  It wasn't a normal nose bleed, being as it were self inflicted.  I grabbed a scarf (which happened to be red) and tried to stop the flow of blood.  At that moment another customer entered the shop and being the ever helpful shop keeper that I am I muffled through the scarf a 'hello, I'm having a small nose bleed but take no notice, can I help you?'  He was sympathetic and told me to pinch my nose, and did we have an eighties outfit?

I tried my best, I really did, but feeling a combination of pain (nose), embarassment (key), and anxiety (parking ticket), I just wasn't up to the job of figuring out an Indianna Jones/ Adam Ant/New Romantic outfit.

The customer left disappointed ( sorry).  The nose bleed stopped.  The lady loved her fifties outfit (hurrah).

Ouch!

Good news is that the rest of the day got much better

Well it had to really.

Glastonbury

Mud mud glorious mud.  Glastonbury Festival was full of it.  What a drag.  I don't like it.  I don't like the way it steadily eats up the pretty green grass.  Or the way everybody has to cover their best festival clothes up in waterproofs and wellies.  

Our model, Suzette didn't think much of it.

Nevertheless it didn't stop her wearing her sexy black negligee and fishnets.

The sun showed up here and there 

And when it did everyone shook off their rain coats and started getting silly

The clothes looked sparkly and our stall sign had a definite animal theme going on.

And keeping with animals, a bee visited the flowers on our stall, everyday. 

I'm not sure if it was the same bee everyday, but I like to think it was.  It was a bit of a green thing to happen amongst the mud and muck.

And remember you can plant flowers absolutely anywhere

Hear hear

Until next time Glastonbury

And please

No

More

Mud

And Love

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