I headed off to Stradbroke Day, loving myself sick and feeling like Dita Von Teese's Aunty.
I wore a Flora Fascinata one-a-kind PVC rose.
A Target brand lace blouse.
A Big W rose print bustier.
And, a pencil skirt sourced from a Gothic clothing style website.
Those pearls cost me $5 from Lovisa.
We were guest of these good people, as below.
The track conditions were hot and dry.
I had to ask Mr Fascinata to keep wiping my shoes
clean with a serviette.
The dress-code if you have been listening was:
black, white and red.
Do as you are told.
Here's Mr Fascinata's Smart Prick.
Not my work this time.
Here's K, suitable attired.
In a Flora one-of-a-kind.
Here's the three lovely winners of the Fashions on the Field.
That's Dale Olsson, doyenne of millinery style from The Hat Box, on your left.
I was chuffed.
I loved this witty take below, too.
Must get myself on the judging panel.
Lots of red, black and white.
Congratulations, Ladies.
When the sun was low in the sky, I headed off to see my old friends from high school.
For G's birthday.
I've told you before about The Lane, at Palmwoods.
It's a bijoux alley way in the main street, that houses an artisan market, suitcase rummage and
a gorgeous café.
Check the 'net for details of times.
We enjoyed a three-course locally sourced meal.
Here's the entrée and starter.
And, cake for afters.
G is getting a business of the ground selling 'slow jewellery' made from
fair trade beads and silver and with references to the
spiritual qualities of semi-precious stones.
It's sustainable and conscience free.
I am a fan.
Here's some of jewellery in 'product placement'.
I will keep you posted.
Sadly, I've had to take off the nose bag today and get cracking.
I am sieving through a mountain of the chalkface worker's fruits of labour.
Crunching A-B-C-D-Es.
Stay perky.
