Hippy Hippy Shake
GETTING BACK IN TOUCH
WITH MY INNER HIPPY
Queen Marie and I are both very much in touch with our inner hippy. My youth was spent at festivals, wearing feathers in my hair and floaty, Broiderie Anglaise petticoats and dresses. It was some of the happiest times of my life when I didn't have a care in the world. Cancer first affected my life in my late teens (it took my father away from me) but prior to that life was actually really blissful. Summers felt like they lasted forever and there was a beautiful kind of innocence, even though I was leading a less that mainstream life compared to other teens my age. So I associate really happy times with my inner hippy, therefore when I let her come out to play it really lifts my spirits.
I decided that after last week's flares fail I'd put them in their natural habitat instead. One of our dear readers Lynnie put it perfectly: "it's a very definite look that exists in it's own frame" and I had framed it entirely wrong in the last outfit post. So here are the same flares framed perfectly, in my opinion.
This dress is one of my most treasured vintage finds from many years ago. I will never get rid of this dress and I can see me wearing it into my old(er) age. And of course it looks so good over the flares and teamed with my vintage fringed leather waistcoat.
Ah that's better!