All Posts By

Kelsey Dundon

It’s a twofer

Your grade two teacher wore something very similar to this, didn’t she?

blouse-skirt-before

Long skirt, exceptionally shoulder-padded shirt — it’s a foolproof combination, isn’t it? So classic. So vintage.

blouse-detail

My favourite thing about a twofer is that you can treat the separates as separates and wear them, well, separately.

blouse-vintage-floral

All I needed to do with the blouse was remove the shoulder pads and it was ready to rock.

flowers

Easy peasy.

blouse-vintage

And all I needed to do with the skirt was take it to the tailor’s (D.I.Y. is so easy when you have someone else D.I. it for you).

blouse-after

So how did the skirt turn out? Who knows! It’s still at the tailor’s. But I’ll let you know as soon as I do.

P.S. Tweet, tweeps, tweet!

Black on Black

I’m pretty sure Grace Coddington would approve of wearing it head-to-toe but, Anna Wintour most certainly would not (have you seen The September Issue?!?).

all-black-outfit

It doesn’t matter, though, because neither were in Vancouver last night. And neither were at the jam-packed first-anniversary party for JK Models at Leone.

black-on-black

It was so much fun to see such beautiful faces (I’m talking to you Liv, Kim, Adela, Nicole, OliviaNiki, Anya, Erin, Lisa, and Raul).

80s-gold-earring-snakeskin-clutch

And it was so much fun to wear my new-to-me giant spiral gold earings, which are — you guessed it — straight out of the 1980s.

sequins1

When you’re decked out in ridiculous accessories from such a ridiculous decade you can’t help but have a blast, even if you’re dressed in the most solemn colour in the rainbow.

P.S. Like the Anthology? Like Facebook? Might I suggest this?

Went on a little road trip

to Steveston, which is — what would you guess — 20 minutes outside Vancouver?

dog-in-car-hanging-out-window

And yet, it is an entirely different world.

west-dyke-trail-steveston

You’ve been, right? Probably even eaten the fish ‘n chips at Pajos (if you haven’t yet, you’ve got to).

hand-knit-sweater

We walked for hours along the trails. And boy, did it feel good to stretch our legs.

green-alien-kite-steveston

And watch people fly kites.

sweater-detail

Wore a thrifted sweater, which was hand knit, probably by someone’s very lovely grandmother.

steveston-great-blue-heron

And my acid washed cutoffs.

bulky-hand-knit-sweater

Weekends in the summer. I’m telling you — they’re the best things going. The week has only just begun and already I’m asking myself: where to go next?

P.S. Be a tweetheart and follow me on twitter, won’t you?

Gimme Gimme More! Gimme More! Gimme Gimme More!

Sound familiar? It’s Britney Spears. And it’s also many of you.

wedding-dress-vintage-ballet-length

Because after I posted a few teaser shots of the vintage wedding dress transformation, y’all were hollering for more. And who am I to deny you?

vintage-wedding-dress-before

Here’s a refresher: I found this late 50s/early 60s dress at a thrift store and I had to have it. (I didn’t even know at the time that it has my initials sewn inside. Creepy, but true.)

wedding-dress-modified

So I had it hemmed.

wedding-dress-hem

And I specifically left the two layers of tulle longer than the under layer.

wedding-dress-detail1

It’s more dreamy, more floaty, more ballet-y that way.

wedding-dress-hemmed-vintage

And it was perfect for the opera (Marriage of Figaro? Wedding dress? I mean, come on.)

P.S. I love when you like the Anthology on Facebook.

With apologies to Mr. Hammer

You remember these, right?

mc-hammer-pants-red-jeans

Well, they’re back! And they’re better than ever!

vintage-90s-red-jeans-reworked-shorts

Because they are now shorts! Which makes me want to, um, jump for joy.

reworked-vintage-jeans

They’re still as pleated as ever, they’re still as acid washed as they were originally, but now that they’re shorts, they’re downright funky.

vintage-makeover-red-jeans-shorts

It’s an extreme makeover, Hammer pants edition. And it’s a miracle that they turned out as well as they did. I’m not going to lie to you, I was worried there for a minute.

P.S. I like when you like the Anthology on Facebook.

Mixed media

Went to an art show last night at Leone celebrating Vancouver artist Gina Miller‘s  mixed media works (which are beeeautiful!).

gina-miller-vancouver-artist

And it got me thinking about mixing media.

vancouver-street-fashion

Like coupling the soft flowiness of a silk blouse…

matty-m-shirt-detail

…with the roughness of a wool jacket.

mens-vintage-military-jacket-detail

And this isn’t just any wool jacket either. It’s a men’s battledress jacket, no less. I found it at an antique fair last year (note the date on the label) and it’s been keeping me warm as I battle the Vancouver weather.

street-style

My clutch? It’s woven reeds embellished with snakeskin cutouts.

street-fashion-vancouver

Aha! More mixed media!

P.S. Tweet tweet (that’s Twitterspeak for “follow me”).

It was hailing in Vancouver today

But I’m going to ignore that fact and reminisce about California.

anthology-coachella-style

Because I left my heart in the desert.

windmills-coachella-valley

I love that it can be 8 billion degrees but there will still be snow on the mountains.

coachella-street-style-close-up

Another place I’d like to reminisce about? Turkey.

coachella-2010-street-style1

That’s where I found this shirt/dress (what is with all the hippy dippy clothes I bought in Turkey? I must have been having a moment.)

palm-springs-life-cover

But back to California. Palm Springs (where we stayed during Coachella) was far quirkier than I imagined it would be — more art galleries, more midcentury modern architecture, more aging hippies. I can’t wait to go back. Especially because I miss the palm trees.

P.S. I like when you like the Anthology on Facebook.

At the Opera

And yes, I am blogging in the foyer of the Queen Elizabeth Theatre. We’re about to go backstage but before we do, I’ve been reading the synopsis and here’s the story in a simplified nutshell: Figaro and Susanna are engaged.

marriage-of-figaro-manga-roy-husada

One problem though: he’s a valet and she’s a maid. Which would be fine except that their master, the lecherous Count, has a thing for Susanna and intends to claim his feudal right to take a manservant’s place on his wedding night.

Oh dear.

But this being opera there are love triangles a-plenty and Figaro and Susanna are only one of the many would-be couples facing drama trauma. Who will outwit whom? Who will disguise himself as a woman to learn dirty secrets? Who will end up in a much older suitor’s bed?

I can’t wait to find out. To read the full Manga, click here.

briony-backstage-vancouver-opera

Update: After heading backstage for a pre-show talk (see my friend Briony exploring above), we’re sitting front row, which is fantastic (unless you want to read the surtitles) but we get to see the opera the way the conductor sees the opera, which means we have a clear view of all the sweat and the spit.

vintage-wedding-dress-neckline-detail

And this is how polluted my brain is: I’m watching Mozart’s masterpiece and I can’t help but think of Gossip Girl. Figaro and Susanna = Dorota and Vanya. I mean, really.

briony-kelsey-anthology-opera1

But the Marriage of Figaro is to the opera world what the Nutcracker is to the ballet world: it is accessible, popular, and full of melodies anyone would recognize. Which is why Briony and I are having an absolute blast.