Tuesday, 30 March 2010
Night in Pink Satin
Yes, another terrible pun. based on this song. You probably all understand by now that that is what I do. I get dressed and I pun about it.
Anyway, this is what I wore to see some art, drink some free wine and eat some Thai food ... otherwise known as the OTHER things I do on a regular basis.
I have never worn this dress before - this was the maiden voyage. I've been a little bit scared of it, to be honest. It's so, so bright, Barbie-esque and in your face that I was worried I couldn't pull it off well. But i'm getting less and less worried about intimidating pieces of clothing as i get older - I don't really notice if I attract stares, which is nice. Freeing.
I had gone opshopping earlier in the day and picked up this taupe belt - which has an ancient tag on it that looks fifties, but can't possibly be - who had a studded belt in the 50's, bar Bettie Page et al? It is definitely, however, an old belt. I would like to think it belonged to a woman who was Stepford by day, vixen by night. And so I decided to mix up the two - a combination of Betty Draper and the late Bettie Page, the studs offsetting the pink satin nicely.
I did not end up wearing my lovely biker jacket - it looked way, way too Grease for me. I am extremely wary of looking overly costume-y in vintage. To some extent, especially in this dress, it can't be helped, but I just don't want to look like an extra from Cry Baby.
Well ... on second thought ... maybe I do!
• 50's/60's pink satin dress, eBay.
• Olive green socks, stolen from my mum when I last visited, I think.
• Taupe/olive greenish studded belt, vintage, opshopped.
• Black 80s Trotters oxfords, buried in the grass, eBay.
• Black 80s/90s biker jacket, from Shag in Paddington.