Tuesday, 11 December 2012

Images of the past- Victorian and Edwardian fashion.

Today I went to a fashion parade with a difference. Most of the models had sewed their own costumes, which are replicas of Victorian and Edwardian designs. The former Otago Settlers' Museum has just re-opened after a lengthy renovation, and this was part of the celebration.

But first you must indulge me by looking at some pictures of my Scottish immigrant great-grandparents, William and Helen Wilson.

Here they are in the centre.

I was blown away when I came across this hand-tinted photo.

Now here are the lovely costumes:

This looks like it was inspired by a painting by Seurat.
Love that hat.

Note the tatted lace trim.
Purple and grey - tres elegant.

One of my favourites. This was beautifully made.

In the background is the engine "Josephine".
Note the crystal beading.
Burgundy with diamante trim
Purple with appliqued lace and a My Fair Lady hat
Caped crusaders.
It was inspiring seeing the way these women had put so much creativity and skill into their outfits.

Sunday, 2 December 2012

The Welling: an unexpected journey.

If Hobbits live in Hobbiton then Wellings must live in Wellington.
I was in our illustrious capital the week before the Hobbit preview and the excitement was building.
I op-shopped to my heart's content and raided a few fabric shops - lots of photos to show you in upcoming posts.
There was a brilliant exhibition in Te Papa of one man's collection of ceramics and metalware which he has gifted to the nation. His name is Walter Cook and I didn't have my camera on me but there are some on the link.
I think I even glimpsed two squirrels in Petone!
The airport terminal has a huge sign on it :"Middle of Middle Earth".

The luggage carousel has been appropriately transformed into Bag End.

Gollum is catching fish in the airport restaurant.

Gandalf knocks at the door of Bag End atop the Embassy Theatre.

A cute cafe in Petone called Sweet Pea.

Mmm, cupcakes

Risking my newly gluten-free status for a red velvet cupcake and cheese scone. Living dangerously.

Does this painting at Ti Kouka cafe remind you of a certain glamourous blogger?

Glorious retro kitsch at Meow Bar.

Sorry Trees that we didn't manage to meet up for a coffee but I know you're a very busy blogger.

Violet XXX.

Wednesday, 28 November 2012

More true fabric confessions: lace, stripes and trees.

Sometimes I think I like to look at and feel fabric more than I like sewing. Kinky non?
For me sewing is fraught with frustration, and disaster is all too frequent.
Okay, disaster is too strong a word, because it's not brain surgery after all.
But although the outcome can be satisfying, the actual process is not all that relaxing for me, especially since my eyesight is so bad.
 Although I do find hand-sewing quite enjoyable.
So that's why I have such a big fabric and pattern stash.
Nowadays most of my fabric is vintage so it's much more affordable, and I feel like I'm doing a bit of good by recycling.
A pink lace which I inherited and am not sure what to do with. The colour's a bit blah but might look good with a contrasting lining.
This check also cost me zilch. It will need a special pattern to make it stand out from the crowd but I'm not sure I can pull off culottes! I have plenty so can use it on the bias.

I love this wavy cotton which I got from Spotlight, it looks kind of African. With Nana's dress pattern.

Stripes and flowers - what more could you ask for? This one has a Horrockses vibe. Shown with one of my patterns from the 70s.
Zany polyester with Nana's old nightie pattern.

A bizarre permanent pleat which looks like bark! Barking mad.

A lovely soft cotton green and cream stripe, which was Mum's 60s tablecloth.
A cross between a floral patchwork and a stripe - too much? With Nana's dress pattern.
A classic Chinese brocade. Loving that coat.
A divine blue velvet with Nana's swing coat pattern.
Thanks everyone for looking at my blog. I've been doing it for nearly three months so far, and I've learnt so much already. I really appreciate the comments people have left.