Second Hand Rose
Julia indulges in some vintage shoppingI am a self-confessed second hand rose. I love vintage. I simply adore the bloody stuff. I have shoes, jewellery, bags, vases, dresses, tops and coats sourced from Bath, to New York, to Burwood.
My work buddy Taras reckons I “do good vintage.”
So when I found out that there was a three day Vintage exhibition at Canterbury Racecourse I knew I had to be there.
In fact my mates, David and Julia also joined me, with David driving us in style in his 1960s Cadillac
Noice.
For an $11 entry fee, a girl had the choice of over 50 vintage stalls set up by shops from Mittatgong to Bowral, to Canberra to Melbourne.
Of course we went mad.
My work buddy Taras reckons I “do good vintage.”
So when I found out that there was a three day Vintage exhibition at Canterbury Racecourse I knew I had to be there.
In fact my mates, David and Julia also joined me, with David driving us in style in his 1960s Cadillac
Noice.
For an $11 entry fee, a girl had the choice of over 50 vintage stalls set up by shops from Mittatgong to Bowral, to Canberra to Melbourne.
Of course we went mad.
Fresh from her frenzied shopping for Stella McCartney at Target, Julia’s approach was somewhat calmer as she picked up gloves, scarves, hats and the odd dress.
I was somewhat more restrained, picking up a pair of Italian leather brown boots, a gorgeous full length rabbit fur coat (with a faded Cornelius label) and two mink hats. I was certainly set for winter.
I was somewhat more restrained, picking up a pair of Italian leather brown boots, a gorgeous full length rabbit fur coat (with a faded Cornelius label) and two mink hats. I was certainly set for winter.
Note to self: remember to hold a ‘This coat and hat is strictly vintage fur’ when next visiting Newtown.
David was great too. While no purchases in hand, he certainly knew how to handle the ladies, giving us honest feedback, “Christine you simply look like a vintage old lady,” (as I tried on a hat). He would also scrutinise the stiching on any dresses we were thinking of buying.
He even dismissed the idea of buying a “How to have a Healthy Marriage” magazine on the grounds that the back page had wet stains.
This bloke obviously knew his vintage.
My only criticism of the event would be the cafeteria. It would have been nice to have the choice of cotton candy, hot dogs and pink bubbly. Instead we had a meat pie, cheezels and lemonade.
Oh well we were there to shop not to eat.
In any case, after four hours we went home and Julia treated us to some fabulous Portugese pastries she pick up on our way through Petersham.
David was great too. While no purchases in hand, he certainly knew how to handle the ladies, giving us honest feedback, “Christine you simply look like a vintage old lady,” (as I tried on a hat). He would also scrutinise the stiching on any dresses we were thinking of buying.
He even dismissed the idea of buying a “How to have a Healthy Marriage” magazine on the grounds that the back page had wet stains.
This bloke obviously knew his vintage.
My only criticism of the event would be the cafeteria. It would have been nice to have the choice of cotton candy, hot dogs and pink bubbly. Instead we had a meat pie, cheezels and lemonade.
Oh well we were there to shop not to eat.
In any case, after four hours we went home and Julia treated us to some fabulous Portugese pastries she pick up on our way through Petersham.
1 comment:
this reminds me did you see the dominoes is doing MEAT PIE pizzas?!!!
btw waiting for cooler climate to see your new fur!
ju
Post a Comment