So it all started for me with a dress.
I didn’t wear dresses for many a year. I was quite fat. Then I was sad and I got really fat. Then I was single and started eating less and moving more and I was less fat. And I learned to be proud of my curves and I learned that attraction is a strange thing and that I wasn’t as unattractive as I’d thought. In fact, this dating lark proved to be quite good fun and quite a boost to my ego.
So back to dresses.
My first dress was from Fat Face and it was a skater dress. One day I happened upon some snow unexpectedly and this happened:
It’s not vintage I know but it’s a stepping stone. I loved it. I still love it. I still have it.
Now I am one of those cautious types (in some situations at least) and when I have a new phase or obsession I wait to see if it takes root before investing lots of money in it. That said, my first fit-and-flare style dress was this yellow bad boy and it was about 15 pounds from Matalan.
I accessorised it with a coral scarf with a banana print. Love that scarf.
Since then my favourites have been these:
Red spots from M&Co. Took a lot of guts to put this one on. It’s very snug around my waist and bust…
This one was a cheapy one from eBay, it’s not vintage but the styling is – obviously.
The dresses are thing that really caught my imagination. I love the way they feel. I love the way they look. I love the comments I get. I love that fact no one else will be wearing them. Recently, I have taken my first dip into genuine vintage. It’s turquoise, it has roses on it and I think I’m in love. I bought it on ebay and it’s waiting for me back in the UK and I think about our first meeting everyday.
It is with a wistful heart I say:
It’s only vintage but I like it…