‘That’s the way I like it’ pretty much sums up why I love getting clothes custom made. I can get wool slacks that fit how I want them to.
Lined with just the right shade of fuchsia silk.
Simply because I want it that way.
‘That’s the way I like it’ pretty much sums up why I love getting clothes custom made. I can get wool slacks that fit how I want them to.
Lined with just the right shade of fuchsia silk.
Simply because I want it that way.
Theatrical, really. Had these fine feathered headpieces custom made by Alice Hart.
Not really the type of thing you wear on casual Friday.
But definitely the type of thing you wear to the ballet.
Love how peacock feathers are the colour(s) of the ocean. Can you think of anything more beautiful?
I prefer to ask people who are actually talented with sewing machines, glue guns and millgrain lathe tools to create things for me. So this week will be all about those custom-made pieces.
Like this dress I had made out of raw silk, the world’s most beautiful fabric.
I’m actually looking for another excuse to wear it.
Where would you sport it? Grocery shopping?
And for years the man on the right has been making me smile.
Because I have his entire outfit. From the hat I bought in the men’s department of Century 21 in New York.
To the Hunter Wellies which came straight from Britain.
I am missing his cordouroy pants, but that doesn’t prevent me from feeling very Town & Country.
I do! I do!
Found this little beauty at Deluxe Junk in Vancouver and had it shortened (significantly) so I could wear it all the time (like every night in Vegas last summer).
I don’t have a before shot so picture this: a dress so long, so pleated, it would have been the favourite of a high school librarian in ’85.
would call for an outfit just like this one.
Love her bag. Love her belt.
And especially love her necklace.
Which is by Taisa Anderson whose work is not only beautiful, but has a great story behind it.
But we think this leather skirt might have belonged to my friend’s grade five teacher in ’86.
We can be sure where the shirt came from, though. It was my husband’s up until the drycleaner shrunk the sleeves.
Sonja, for insisting I buy a jumpsuit. And Melissa, who introduced me to Pesky Peacocks where I got it.
I should also thank my ma and sis for the necklace I’m wearing — I made it using my mom’s pendant from the sixties and pretty, pretty stones from my sister’s collection.
Thanks team.
This is what my friend Anji wore to a Saturday morning brunch a little while ago.
Love the colours and layers and textures. Take a look at another one of her outfits here.
This was the outfit that got me compared to this guy.
Can’t imagine why.