Welcome to The Velvettes! Christie and I felt is was time for a change, and spent many weeks suggesting and debating a new blog persona that would suit us to a tee, and we feel we've found it at last! I hope this still shows up on your Google Reader as we were promised it would.
On Saturday I duped Logan into accompanying me to a funfair, run by Gap Filler. It was lovely, all toffee apples and bunting and autumn trees.



I even managed to coax him into the photobooth, where our pictures were taken with no warning in rapid succession. Therefore my emotions are as follows: mid-chat, surprise, panic, and luv ♥.

On the way home we stopped in the park for some photos, then went home to make some home-made Tabasco sauce (which was delicious, by the way) and watch Blade Runner.



(Thrifted 1960s dress, Columbine wooly tights, homemade bow, thrifted Converse shoes and sunglasses from a market in Vietnam)
I found this lovely sparkly 1960s party dress on the returns rack at a thrift store. The returns rack. Like, someone tried on this pleated piece of amazing, with its peach silk lining and mother of pearl buttons up the back, and decided they didn't want to purchase it. There are some things I'll just never understand.
On Saturday I duped Logan into accompanying me to a funfair, run by Gap Filler. It was lovely, all toffee apples and bunting and autumn trees.



I even managed to coax him into the photobooth, where our pictures were taken with no warning in rapid succession. Therefore my emotions are as follows: mid-chat, surprise, panic, and luv ♥.

On the way home we stopped in the park for some photos, then went home to make some home-made Tabasco sauce (which was delicious, by the way) and watch Blade Runner.



(Thrifted 1960s dress, Columbine wooly tights, homemade bow, thrifted Converse shoes and sunglasses from a market in Vietnam)
I found this lovely sparkly 1960s party dress on the returns rack at a thrift store. The returns rack. Like, someone tried on this pleated piece of amazing, with its peach silk lining and mother of pearl buttons up the back, and decided they didn't want to purchase it. There are some things I'll just never understand.






















