Vintage finds at the village fete

On my list of favourite things, featuring highly is the village fete.  All those traditional stalls  from your childhood are still going strong, the tombola (where you win back the tins you donated 2 years ago) splat-the-rat, the raffle, the farmyard derby (my personal favourite), skittles, guess the weight of the cake / baby / chicken.  And of course the cake stall.  Turn up late and the cake stall is always totally empty, as it gets raided first, like a tuck shop at midnight.

Well, here in our corner of the world we pride ourselves on a good village fete and ours most usually has entertainment.  Last year it was Morris Dancing men, fearsome fellows with handkerchiefs who bashed the hell out of some sticks and then waved bells at each other.  They were brilliant.  This year we had a chap playing a squeeze box, with his dear lady wife accompanying him on the spoons (I kid you not) and the guitar and a lovely warbly voice.  They were charm itself.

On the jumble stall, I managed to find these totally lovely plates, which I think I got for a quid.  Amazing.  I love them.  And of course we bought millionaire shortbread from the cake stall, and geraniums from the plant stall.  Darling boy and little brother had a marvellous time, winning mini mars bars on the hoopla and larking about with their chums. 

More delicious vintage cake accessories

Our trip to the racecourse car boot on Sunday was surprisingly successful.  Mostly I'm impressed that I managed to not lose Darling boy in the crowds and not bring back a boot full of rubbish. A solo parent trip to an exciting place full of brightly coloured plastic toys lying invitingly on blankets on the ground is some kind of 'Its a knockout' style parenting challenge.  Fantastic behaviour meant one toy each for Darling boy and Little brother were purchased, and after a luxurious bath in fairy liquid they are the new favs in our household.

But for me, I managed to seek out these very pretty cake tongs.  I love them and can't wait to use them.  

I would have included photos of the boys new toys, but its a simple fact that they just aren't as lovely...

Vintage vava voom

Vintage...one word that strikes joy into any girls heart.

1950's style dresses...three words that strike joy into any girls heart.

Going out in the evening to a grown-up party...nine words that also strike joy into any girls heart

Combine the lot together and you get one very happy lady.  Handsome husband and I hardly every go out...two children and 4 jobs between us means we don't get a lot of spare time, but when we do, and we go out, I like to dresUP.

We have two wedding receptions coming up, and who would think it, they are one night after the other.  We haven't been to a party for ages (I get to go to many children's parties, and whilst they are fun, they do not count)

Much thought has gone into the outfit and I have decided what I am wearing.  Outfit A is a pink and white candy cane striped sleeveless dress, with a very full skirt and sash tie around the waist.  Outfit B is to be a similar cut dress, but in a black and white print, with a wide neckline and Jackie O style collar, which I will wear cinched in with a wide white belt.  Shoes will most probably be white peeptoe wedges with a leather flower on the toe, very cute.

And as I was trying them on the other day in preparation, I decided what both dresses needed was a 1950's style net petticoat to give it more oomph.  Cue a blast on the internet and hooray for ebay I have ordered just the thing.  I am super excited and can't wait for it to be delivered.

As a tangent, and whilst I was internet mooching, I found dollydagger- it is heaven and I want to completly remodle my wardrobe and from now on, only be a 1950's starlet and hang about all day looking like a total babe from yesteryear.  I'm sure its do-able, daddio.