In searching for a doll at auction today I stumbled across the following lots which left me wondering why I collect late 50s Barbie when In fact all my life I could have been amusing myself with the following types...these are not made up...
Vinyl dolls: six ranging in size from 90mm to 760mm and two dismembered (8)
30 to 50 (GBP)
Special Auction Services
4 Apr 2009
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142
Wooden doll with linen clothes & parasol and thermometer and surgical appliance
35 to 45 (GBP)
Stroud Auctions Ltd.
1 Apr 2009
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528
Novelty toys: Hungarian road traffic toy, Russian dancing doll 145mm, three Chinese birds and MS 565 Drumming one armed Pandas in original boxes; Arnold speedboat (incomplete) 250mm; ten Japanese and Chinese novelties, G-E (17)
35 to 50 (GBP)
Special Auction Services
4 Apr 2009
Tuesday, 31 March 2009
Fragrances long left behind in our past
Its a tough one. That drifting faint aroma that whisks you straight back to 1982, when as a mere slip of a thing, you were obsessed with some scent du jour, in that hour, on that day.Does anyone remember the following? they have always stayed in my memory vividly
- Hungary water-..bought in a wide glass flask in a card cylinder from Crabtree and Evelyn..delicate and light and green and quite sensual..
- Caleche..of course its still there but it felt so sophisticated with a moth eaten 3/4 sleeve cash cardi over a Laura Ashley flowing maxi....
- Calyx by prescriptives-all green shoots and covert sex, in its jaunty cylindrical bottle with ridges..
- YSL Rive Gauche..oh my word..fragrance in a tin with bands of black enamel around...dancing at the Hacienda and drinking too many shots..
- YSL Paris...adorable bottle but it had to go after a week or 2...soooooooo sweet
- Penhaligons Blenheim...always and forever a reminder of so many places travelled to with a small bottle and an old faded dress and flip flops.
- Dior Eau Savage...what is it with this wonderful light small and its androgynous green scent..mmm...clothes off..tick...ready..tick..
Anyway back to work.
I mean ...you would....absolutely would "2"
So its Matthew v Jude this time...go on...you know you want to...buy both!
Fly the Flag
it did occur to me that instead of having ID cards and passports and other plain and awful carte d'indentite , a smashing alternative would be for every British citizen to have their own flag. Yep. absolutely your own. Fill a flag with your own uniqueness and loves in life. What Bliss. so picture the scenario; you are at the airport, going through the check in, and no need to fumble anymore in your top pocket for a dodgy little passport , as clever you, the day before you popped to Happy Snaps on the Gloucester road and got your flag printed on a tea shirt. So all you do is open your jacket, show your unique flag, and woosh, your through in a flash...
TMH opens his jacket, reveals a tight T which sports 3 interlocking woven hearts each delicately sewn with Chopard lockets containing teeny rose diamonds, the centre of which can be pressed to reveal some delicate Rachmaninoff . She would let him through immediately save that the buff guy 3 doors down in the queue is wearing a vaguely similar composition except that he Has Diana Dors encapsulated in his Hearts and the check in girl is wondering if they have swapped flags. a big hoo har ensues and we are back to passports faster than you can say Easter Bunny in a velvet Jacket.
Monday, 30 March 2009
Advice on a Wardrobe cull...
Do the wardrobe once. Leave for 2-3 weeks, do again. Leave 1 month, split with your Guy, plan to lose 7lbs in trauma, and admit that Lilac was a bad buy. ( and mauve and purple and everything out of the lavender family). Then have 2 glasses and 2 mates round and cull again. By now you should own 3 pairs of shoes 3 dresses 4 trousers and a few shirts. More to the point, GONE must include the following;
- Every pair of pop socks you have had since you were 15.yep every pair.
- Nothing with glitter stripes and pleats to stay- go as a Nun to fancy dress instead.
- All shoes with holes in even if they are emotional shoes that have a past. Yep, every pair.
- All clothes which look better on someone else.
- All clothes that you intended to wear for a wedding( and didn't) Bar mitzvah ( and didn't) pals 30th (and she is now 42)
- every single bra that has lost its matching pants, on a day when the world turned red.
- If you really must keep favourites , put them away in a trunk as if they were photos( they are not to be worn)
- All bad smelling fragrance that's been lurking since 1983 ...yes, you know its there...
What a difference a day makes...
How was your weekend? "Oh nothing much, popped to M and S and washed the 2ND car under the carport and watched 3 programmes on the Hitler channel on sky plus....... and caught up with Nancy."........ er........let me drift off to the sound of the ocean...zzzzzzzzzzzz .
However I didn't do any of the above. Instead I re booted the Aga, cooked for 16, wrote a piece for the New York Times, mentally have moved house at last ( its taken me 9 years to get here to feel like moving on and parking a few memories) . Lets hope the cabinet takes on dwarf proportions at last... TMH is now well on the way to being the face of Balenciaga for Men spring '10. He may have to settle for being the face of Bachelor soups, with a few sexy innuendos involving a spoon and boiling over soup,/Nigella lurking smugly in a fade out shot in the background- but he will take it in his stride which he tells me he can do with almost anything. And some of it is best kept out of Print.
You do have to say TMH will be wasted on the soup Ad so fingers crossed-I mean , you would wouldn't you?
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