these are the most perfect shoes I have ever seen! My mama bought them when she was in her 20s and a shoe shop was closing down,me and my sister were but a twinkle in her eye,she just bought them because she loved them! They are Start-rite and as mama says,like the Royal children used to wear,I can just imagine them worn with white ankle socks and a woolen double breasted coat,with velvet peter-pan collar. The colour is a perfect powder blue,the shape and button fastenings are just like in the story books of their era,and inside,printed in gold is the Start-rite logo of two cutie-pies walking up a path,my mama says as a child she would look at that picture and worry about where the children were going all alone!Their box is tatty and faded { the best kind of boxes are} but inside the shoes shine out like new,their pale leather soles have never touched the ground. I remember them as a child being in the bottom drawer of my mamas chest in her room, nestled among many other treasures;a tiny rosebud doll with a hand knitted trosseau of the smallest stitches imaginable,the pale pink bodice of a tutu, exsquisitely embroidered in silver,from mamas days as a seamstress at the Royal Opera House,impossibly small ladies white kid leather gloves,fastened with baby pearl buttons, and most fascinating of all for a small child on a rainy day,a fox fur stole-complete with head,tail,legs and beady glass eyes-gruesome glamour, lined in silk satin! Now Mama is clearing out many such treasure troves,crammed into drawers,boxes and under the bed,and though,thankfully Mr Fox is long gone,the' Rolls Royce' shoes and other delights have come to live with me.The shoes will be set free from their box { the box will be filled! } and will sit so prettily in my bedroom,I have photographed them on my best Jane Clucas 'moon baby' bag.....be still my beating heart!
Monday, 30 November 2009
New shoes,blue shoes.....
..........
these are the most perfect shoes I have ever seen! My mama bought them when she was in her 20s and a shoe shop was closing down,me and my sister were but a twinkle in her eye,she just bought them because she loved them! They are Start-rite and as mama says,like the Royal children used to wear,I can just imagine them worn with white ankle socks and a woolen double breasted coat,with velvet peter-pan collar. The colour is a perfect powder blue,the shape and button fastenings are just like in the story books of their era,and inside,printed in gold is the Start-rite logo of two cutie-pies walking up a path,my mama says as a child she would look at that picture and worry about where the children were going all alone!Their box is tatty and faded { the best kind of boxes are} but inside the shoes shine out like new,their pale leather soles have never touched the ground. I remember them as a child being in the bottom drawer of my mamas chest in her room, nestled among many other treasures;a tiny rosebud doll with a hand knitted trosseau of the smallest stitches imaginable,the pale pink bodice of a tutu, exsquisitely embroidered in silver,from mamas days as a seamstress at the Royal Opera House,impossibly small ladies white kid leather gloves,fastened with baby pearl buttons, and most fascinating of all for a small child on a rainy day,a fox fur stole-complete with head,tail,legs and beady glass eyes-gruesome glamour, lined in silk satin! Now Mama is clearing out many such treasure troves,crammed into drawers,boxes and under the bed,and though,thankfully Mr Fox is long gone,the' Rolls Royce' shoes and other delights have come to live with me.The shoes will be set free from their box { the box will be filled! } and will sit so prettily in my bedroom,I have photographed them on my best Jane Clucas 'moon baby' bag.....be still my beating heart!
these are the most perfect shoes I have ever seen! My mama bought them when she was in her 20s and a shoe shop was closing down,me and my sister were but a twinkle in her eye,she just bought them because she loved them! They are Start-rite and as mama says,like the Royal children used to wear,I can just imagine them worn with white ankle socks and a woolen double breasted coat,with velvet peter-pan collar. The colour is a perfect powder blue,the shape and button fastenings are just like in the story books of their era,and inside,printed in gold is the Start-rite logo of two cutie-pies walking up a path,my mama says as a child she would look at that picture and worry about where the children were going all alone!Their box is tatty and faded { the best kind of boxes are} but inside the shoes shine out like new,their pale leather soles have never touched the ground. I remember them as a child being in the bottom drawer of my mamas chest in her room, nestled among many other treasures;a tiny rosebud doll with a hand knitted trosseau of the smallest stitches imaginable,the pale pink bodice of a tutu, exsquisitely embroidered in silver,from mamas days as a seamstress at the Royal Opera House,impossibly small ladies white kid leather gloves,fastened with baby pearl buttons, and most fascinating of all for a small child on a rainy day,a fox fur stole-complete with head,tail,legs and beady glass eyes-gruesome glamour, lined in silk satin! Now Mama is clearing out many such treasure troves,crammed into drawers,boxes and under the bed,and though,thankfully Mr Fox is long gone,the' Rolls Royce' shoes and other delights have come to live with me.The shoes will be set free from their box { the box will be filled! } and will sit so prettily in my bedroom,I have photographed them on my best Jane Clucas 'moon baby' bag.....be still my beating heart!
Rainy days & Mondays........
........dont always get me down!
My lovely little lad started school in September and today it was my turn to spend an hour in class to see just what he gets up to.It is Monday,it was raining and a multiples of 4 & 5 year olds are really not my cup of tea at the best of times!The noise inside was what you would expect,but all those chubby faces topped off with bed hair,was a cheery sight to warm even the coldest heart!They had just put up their Christmas tree.Amongst the sea of red sweatshirts was my own rosy cheeked cherub pasting gloopy glue onto a cardboard stocking with glee!3 other equally charming boys were around the table ,all applying glue liberally and shunning the dishes of twinkly glitter.It didnt seem so very different to my own memories of school in the run up to Christmas, when a tinsel trimmed angel costume was the object of my desire and the daily emptying of the red cardboard letterbox was met with eager anticipation! It was an unexpected hour of magic,finished with storytime, I sat on the carpet next to my beaming son and felt a tiny arm go around my back as a little girl wiggled up beside me and snuggled into my side.I hoped, as she gazed up at me,that she didnt notice me blinking back the tears........
.............this afternoon I went to the hairdressers who washed and conditioned, snipped and dried my limp winter hair until it was as fine and soft as a babies..........bliss! Then out in the street I had to battle to protect my locks from the downpour,I dashed into a 'cheap n cheerful' shop for shelter and my eyes lighted on a bunch of plastic tulips! Pastel coloured plastic tulips-pink,lemon and light orange-fabulously kitsch and not even trying to look like the real thing...sold! Clutching my tulips I braved the rain and suddenly I didnt care that my hair was damp and that my boots had let the water in.........
..............later back at my lovely mamas house,she gave me a box of delights {see above} and my Happy Monday was complete!
My lovely little lad started school in September and today it was my turn to spend an hour in class to see just what he gets up to.It is Monday,it was raining and a multiples of 4 & 5 year olds are really not my cup of tea at the best of times!The noise inside was what you would expect,but all those chubby faces topped off with bed hair,was a cheery sight to warm even the coldest heart!They had just put up their Christmas tree.Amongst the sea of red sweatshirts was my own rosy cheeked cherub pasting gloopy glue onto a cardboard stocking with glee!3 other equally charming boys were around the table ,all applying glue liberally and shunning the dishes of twinkly glitter.It didnt seem so very different to my own memories of school in the run up to Christmas, when a tinsel trimmed angel costume was the object of my desire and the daily emptying of the red cardboard letterbox was met with eager anticipation! It was an unexpected hour of magic,finished with storytime, I sat on the carpet next to my beaming son and felt a tiny arm go around my back as a little girl wiggled up beside me and snuggled into my side.I hoped, as she gazed up at me,that she didnt notice me blinking back the tears........
.............this afternoon I went to the hairdressers who washed and conditioned, snipped and dried my limp winter hair until it was as fine and soft as a babies..........bliss! Then out in the street I had to battle to protect my locks from the downpour,I dashed into a 'cheap n cheerful' shop for shelter and my eyes lighted on a bunch of plastic tulips! Pastel coloured plastic tulips-pink,lemon and light orange-fabulously kitsch and not even trying to look like the real thing...sold! Clutching my tulips I braved the rain and suddenly I didnt care that my hair was damp and that my boots had let the water in.........
..............later back at my lovely mamas house,she gave me a box of delights {see above} and my Happy Monday was complete!
Sunday, 29 November 2009
Ding Dong Merrily on High....
.....here comes Christmas!
the joyous coming together of my two favourite colours,red & green!Not just any shade will do,for me it has to be glorious pillar box red,sitting prettily with a 1930s hue of dull minty green!I have been working on some festive bits for my lovely friend Luna to sell on her stall at http://horshamartfair.co.uk/ this weekend.As usual life got in the way of creativity,and it was a mad dash to get a little box of goodies off to her in time!I pillaged my delightful,if a little musty, collection of childrens annuals and they came up trumps with some jolly images, that I tinkered with on my trusty printer and turned into cards,tags & gift bags.I used the pretty ribbons to make bow brooches and alicebands.A simple little collection,but quick and easy to put together unlike my time consuming cloth dollies- above!I so enjoy the whole journey of making a doll,drawing the face,carefully choosing trimmings and turning scraps into dainty clothes,but I also love to work under pressure when ideas come fast and there is no time for faffing about!Now I just need to make some more to bestow upon my own friends & family,whats the betting I will leave it 'til Christmas eve......
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