Orange Sherbet

In the US (and maybe Canada?) we have a couple frozen confections that would also describe this dress but I was afraid putting, "Push-Up" or "Creamsicle" dress in the title would bring some strange search engine hits-and then they'd see this polyester creation and be disappointed because nothing kills a boner faster than a dress like this (unless you're a real sicko, in which case-knock yourself out, love). No, the pleasure in the wearing of this dress is all mine.

 Apologies for the mirror photos. My photographer is having asthma again, and the medication makes his hands quite shaky. Poor kid, he finally gets over being sick most of summer, then the allergy induced asthma starts up again with the moulds. The first hard frost cannot get here quick enough as far as I'm concerned. I love summer, but listening to Danny hacking away like a guy whose been smoking a pack a day for fifty years is hard to take.

Tomorrow I finish up with the dentist (for now) and then pretty much do nothing for the rest of the week because the one car is in the shop, and the heat is going to be insane. Mr. ETB thinks I'm going to let him take the bus on a 98 degree day (I'm not) and I'm sure as hell not going out. The pool would just be like bathwater anyway.

 Know what's good to cook in hot weather?

 Indeed. Tastes better when you have a special plate too.

 OK, it was BBQ tofu, but it made killer sandwiches. They're eating the leftovers tonight because I'm a "cook once, serve it for days" kind of homemaker. Thankfully, they don't object to re-runs.

Outfit Particulars:
1960's orange polyester home-sewn (not by me) dress-Goodwill, .99 cents
Shoes-K Mart
Flower pin/hair clip-Tiff and Tam
Earrings-Hand-Me-Ups
Hat-Goodwill
Bangles-thrifted
Fragrance-Innisfree
Lippy-Revlon Jungle Peach (who the hell names these?) a vintage re-issue that probably should have stayed in the 60's with robin's egg blue mascara)

Let's see if we can get a better look at that...

Huh. It looks better in the photos than it does in person. You'll have to take my word for it, this is the strangest, dullest, matte orange lippy I've ever encountered. That's how they sell this stuff-good lighting.

Light orange dress? That's s sure-bet! (Sorry, I had to).

 

 

The Only Frost I Want in May is on a Glass of Lemonade

We have a frost warning for tonight. I guess if I can't count on real flowers in the garden, I can always wear one from my collection. We brought the gardenia inside This is a strange spring to be sure, but snow in May isn't unheard of, though it is definitely unwelcome.

I've learned to keep a few warm cardigans handy for our flaky weather.

Danny dressed Orson because he looked like he could use some colour. Poor Orson, the indignities he'll have to endure.

I bought this dress a few seasons ago on deep discount. I like it very much, but it doesn't fit as well as what it attempts to mimic (that is, a 1970's dress). The cut is uninspired, and the quality isn't the best. I think the only reason it hasn't fallen apart is because I so rarely wear it. It wasn't cheap before going on sale, and it isn't "fast fashion" in the sense that it is intended to be disposable-but it is shoddy. I could be misremembering, but it seems that even the cheap fashions of the 70's were made with finished hems, were decently stitched, and had sleeves that were the same length.

Outfit Particulars:

 

Dress-Sale a few years ago

Cardigan-thrifted

Blue necklaces-Goodwill

Earrings K-Mart

1960's Handbag-Thrift World

1970's shoes-Thrift World

Bangles-thrifted

Owl Ring-K Mart

Lippy-Revlon Limited Edition Icy Violet (a re-issue from the 40's...where it should stay. Cripes, I look embalmed)

 

Orson is wearing:

1970's earrings

Tiff and Tam hair flowers

 

I never imagined I'd be giving outfit details for a stuffed wombat. Oh, the places life takes you!

 

 These are the craziest shoes, with the gum heel and all. Still, I had to buy them for .98 cents. They're comfortable too.

 

Danny is outside snapping photos with an old film camera. He was so excited when I bought him some 35mm film today, and showed him how to load it. I have a feeling my downstairs powder room is about to become a darkroom, but that's OK. I like to encourage his hobbies, and as long as it doesn't involve large raptors shrieking and projectile shitting, I'm happy to oblige. Thank god the bird banding is over for the season. Photography is a nice, quiet, clean hobby. You can photograph the birds.

Speaking of raptors, I don't mind this sort of owl. Hoo would?

I'll get my hat...

Orson wants you to know, no wombats were harmed in the making of this blogpost...but he's mildly annoyed.