Final Frocktober Fun Fest: Day 30 + 31

Top - Day 30 - My MIL's frock, I call 'Carnivale'. I love this frock. It's a riot of colour.

Bottom - Day 31 - Vintage frock found on the weekend, my Mum's belt. I did have heels on but they killed me. Children are my own. And clearly not into pulling Halloween faces. This is shortly after we trick or treated at a neighbours house, he didn't have any lollies, so he gave the kids money. I told the kids to give the money back, they wouldn't, so I took the money back. Then Tiny cried because - well it turns out she'd brought some of her own pocket money in her bag (unbeknownst to me), and I'd just handed it all over to the neighbour. All I can say is he better buy something pink with that hard earned cash of Tiny's since he didn't 'fess up when I was on his doorstep.

If you still want to sponsor me, you can. Not that I'm pressuring you, but it's for a good cause. Protect our ovaries!

Day 28 of Frocktober: Heading To Woodstock

I'm starting to wrap up Frocktober. I'm a little bit too excited to get back into my jeans. Hold onto your skirts ladies - still 3 glorious days of frocks to go. Plus my sister's birthday dinner tonight. What will I wear?

Before I decided to do Frocktober, I went on a wee shop to update my wardrobe. I bought new jeans, and some new floaty pant things, and haven't been able to wear them. Every time I see them in my wardrobe, a small part of me dies. Which is good, because then without those bits of me, I will be able to fit back into them.

I'll catch up with my frocking posts this weekend. Promise.

Day 25 of Frocktober: Up, Up and Away

So there I was just floating around at lunch time, up in the sky, up with the birds.

Vintage dress is my sister's which I am moving to Mexico so I never have to return it, oh I love it so! Vintage scarf as belt. Vintage enamel brooch and clip-on earrings. BTW - Clip-on earrings really hurt. Hair styled by the wind.

Day 24 of Frocktober: Tequila Sunrise

Only 7 days left of Frocktober and I have some crackers ready for the week ahead.


This little baby is an unworn frock I salvaged from a market. Never been worn. Clearly never been washed because it ran like Rob de Castella. Check out the collar on this. WHOA!


Today I was tidying up Tiny's bedroom, which is no mean feat. Man that girl loves to create havoc. And in my time travels, I discovered the Doctor's wallet that he has been searching high and low for. I walked out to the living room and announced my discovery. He was excited, and then sad that all his money had been embezzled by his little sister. He got so teary. Poor little sausage. He marched out and asked Tiny Skase if she had stolen his money. She nodded her head. What a minx! Then realised that she shouldn't have admitted to this fraudulent behaviour and shook her head wildly. Cheeky little sausage.

Day 23 of Frocktober: The Ham & The Minx

I had a wonderful afternoon at Calico + Ivy,  listening to Kelly Doust  of The Crafty Minx fame speak about her new book. 

Kelly is an amazing, immaculate, beautiful and inspiring creature with genuine verve for her craft - vintage clothing. She lives and breathes it, and is a joy to listen to, imparting her knowledge of new to her frocks, and how to fix them, give them a make-over, or give them new life.

Definitely, 100% check out her new book Minxy Vintage - available at Calico + Ivy, BTW.

Day 23 of Frocktober: vintage dress, my favourite heels. Strange expression home-made. Photograph by my sister - thanks Choc for capturing my ham.

Frocking Fatigue: Day 21

10 more days to go of Frocktober. You can still sponsor me if you like?

I've hit a bit of frock fatigue, and the inspiration is flagging.

However, one of my ace friends sent me the below dress. Vintage Carla Zampatti. Um, yes, hello! YES PLEASE! (this was day 13 - we're back tracking peeps!). Big thanks to her - this is Matt's favourite frock of all time, that colour is aye carumba HOT!

I promise I'll think of something new to blog about soon. Promise. Only 10 days left of frock talk. Phew!

Day 20 of Frocktober

Vintage blue with metallic stripe. Silk scarf from here. Tan sandals.

Are you well? What's news with you?

Clearly I have nothing to write about except Frocktober. It's all-consuming.

However, I do have some other non frock related posts coming up. I frocking promise!

Day 19 of Frocktober: *GULP*

Holy guacamole girls. Today I dragged out from the archives one of my all-time favourite vintage dresses. One I snaffled from Bondi markets about 76 years ago. I LOVE this dress. Alas, if I want longevity in the dress I either need to:
a) lose weight
b) lose 2 ribs
c) put an elastic band in the dress

The last couple of days I've given Betty Draper a run for her money, honey. Yesterday's dress was a neon vintage number (which I will post, just don't have the photo right now), very 60s. Today is harking back to the 50s. I think?!

Frocktober has not only helped me raise a tidy sum of money for ovarian cancer research, but it's also made me think about how I dress.

I've become accustomed to wearing jeans. And jeans. And more jeans. All. The. Time. I haven't even touched those denim delights in 19 days. I looked at them a little forlornly on the weekend, but truth be told - I am loving having an excuse to frock up, every single day. Which is very nice if you can move in said frock. Today. Yeah, not so much movement going on. I've really filled that little sucker out, and not in a good way.

There's a lesson there: if you don't want indentations on your torso from where your dress is waaaay too tight, don't wear it. A good warning would be when you have to ask your husband to zip you into it.

Tomorrow = smock.

Please note, I had to climb through dirt, shrubs and cactus for these photos. And then I flipped out and thought there *might* be a snake in my midst. Vanity Fair - you reading this?

Day 12 of Frocktober

Into Day 12 and I've hit my target - I'm so stoked - thanks to everyone who has sponsored me - you've helped make a great donation to Ovarian Cancer research.

Day 12 is called "Jocelyne Wildenstein without the scalpel". Vintage dress, hoop earrings, ballet flats, tights, and bad pose. If this pose ain't worth sponsoring, what is?

Frocktober (Retrospective - Day 10)

People have asked about my frocks, particularly people at work, while I was on leave. Well this post is for them, as photographed by the Doctor, this is Frocktober Day 10. My Mum's vintage dress, vintage belt, scarf given to me for my 30th, silly pose my own.

Frocktober: Day 11

This is what Day 11 of Frocktober looks like. A modern day Carmen Miranda.

Vintage dress, vintage earrings, vintage model, pink heels.

You can still sponsor me here if you like?

Day 6: Frocktober

We're away from home at the moment, and I have taken the bull by the horns and gotten in a bit of op shopping. I haven't indulged in op shopping for a really long time.

And HELL-O! The Op Shop gods shone down brightly, despite the big chill and the rain, it was a fortuitous meeting of my money and vintage dresses.

All hail the new-to-me dresses. Can't wait to get these babies on in the next week. And you shall have photographic evidence too. I promise.

PS - thank you to every one of my sponsors for Frocktober. Together we've raised $150 for Ovarian Cancer research. High fives!

Frocktober: Day 4

I signed up with Toni of Little Suitcase for Frocktober.

Frocking up for the month of October, I thought heck yeah, no sweat. Raise some much needed money and awareness for ovarian cancer - hellz yeah.

And then the reality set in.

31 days of nothing but frocks.

I freaked out about the frocks.

Frocks. Frocks. Frocks. And for the record, it was frocking cold. Frocks + cold + me = frocking disaster. But I've stuck it out - I'm 4 days in and dedicated.

If you can spare a little cash to help me raise money for ovarian cancer - I'd be ever so grateful. See over there -----------------> and down a little, there's a button. If you can spare $2, $5, whatever, please click on it. We've all got ovaries - let's fight this fight!

I'm on holidays and it's been ok, but when I am back at work, I dare say old chaps, I'm going to have to step it up a bit. And then some. I'll post photos to prove it.

image via Fotopedia