Life's a pretty precious...

Life's a pretty precious...

Monday, 27 June 2016

CLOTHES - LIKE MUSIC - EVOKE MEMORIES...


I buy clothes I LOVE, clothes I'm certain I will love and wear until they
become unwearable. 
My denim dust coat was purchased from a Montgomery Ward catalogue (during a wonderful time J.B., our children and I lived in the Dallas Fortworth area)
It arrived with the obligatory 1986 shoulder pads (which have stayed back in the 80's). I love the huge pockets.  
I bought the Guatemalan  skirt during a fabulous weekend in San Antonio with my aunt when she visited us in the States. 
Lillian and I indulged in the most delicious frozen margaritas I've ever had - in fish bowl glasses...and after strolling along the canal to a restaurant we liked the look of, Lillian suggested we have another one. My gorgeous ever so conservative aunt and I giggled and laughed the hot summer night away. And the following morning went shopping...


Wandering...I'm learning to wander...
 at Bellingen Community Market.





 The leather bag accompanied me on my
first overseas trip in 1974. I locked my 
passport and wallet in it (I have no idea where
I kept the little key but I do remember unlocking
the bag at the gates to Buckingham Palace so that
we could go in and sign the visitors' book)  

I discovered the silk scarf at Bello Market a couple of years ago. 

The Mexican turquoise earrings - a gift from J.B. (he always selects the right ones for me)
 









 I fell in love with markets as a 15 year old at the South Melbourne Market. 
The colour, interesting people, the stalls, treasures, bargains...  


Pondering...

J.B. has wandering down to a fine art...