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Tidings from London

So many London delights. These first few days I’ve been dragging my suitcase over cobblestones, staring into vintage stores, catching the tube all over town, and drinking ALL the English Breakfast tea. London is so unashamedly cliché, like a parody of itself. The double-decker buses and policemen in helmets emblazoned on all the tourist merchandise are legitimately swarming about the city. Tourist fantasies are never disappointed.

London doesn’t disappoint my retro fantasies either. I arrived yesterday and popped straight over to The Diner in Islington, where I have a history of drinking mojitos and spiked milkshakes. It’s a diner-starved Australian’s retro dream: all red booths and rockabilly music. Alas, 8:30am was a little keen for a mojito, but I enjoyed coffee in the surrounds and appreciated the hipster waitress fashion. So much contentment.


I stayed in Portobello Rd last night, dangerously near the London What Katie Did boutique, where I bought ALL the seamed stockings. It was inevitable. WKD do metallic seams these days, which are just a little bit ridiculous and amazing. Also, polka dot contrast seams! I also managed some sheer gloves. Pix to come of all these treasures.

Winter fashions are fun. I’m enjoying my Fab Gabs 60s angora trapeze coat, perhaps a little too much. Stockings and cashmere and scarves, oh my. Plus so many opportunities for hat-wearing, mmmm. Here is the ensemble du jour:


60s coat Fab Gabs | Frock Sarah-Jane, Newtown | Cardigan Quick Brown Fox | Capelet Boston | Shoes Urban Outfitters

The plan is to depart London tomorrow, but I’ll be back soon for three weeks of swing dancing, vintage shopping, cafe-dwelling and the like. Until next time, sleepy tidings! Jet lag is a cruel mistress.

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Europe: the Grand Vintage Tour

The other night at around 2am, in a dizzying spell of Fab Gabs fever, I pressed “submit order” on Etsy to the most divine 60s trapeze coat I ever did see. Ladies and gentlemen, behold!


The sleeves! Oh, the sleeves! It’s oh-so-divine, I’m not sure I’ll ever reconcile myself to its beauty.

I show you this glorious coat not just because it’s glorious, but also because it is destined to be my official Europe coat, and I wanted to tell the blogosphere that I’ll be popping across from Australia very soon. Yes, to Europe I go! With this mohair 60s number as my constant companion.

I’ll be flitting about from November onwards, dropping into The Netherlands to visit my wayward sibling, then lolling about in London for as long as I can manage (with plans to collide with Johnny and June and make it to Chap Magazine’s Grand Anarcho-Dandyist Ball in early December). I’ll be home in Australia for Christmas, then waltzing back over to live in Lyon, France for six months. Quel voyage !

It’s time I started gathering flea market tips and café suggestions, making lunch dates and finding swing dance classes to frequent. So lovely vintage people, are you in London? Are you in the Netherlands, France, or any nearby town with nice cafés and vintage stores? If so, please tell me your secrets, vintage-related or otherwise. And let’s hang out.

Because all this Europe talk has me in a Europe mood, here’s a photo flashback of the last time I was wandering through your medieval towns. Soon cobblestones and I will be reunited!


Tweedy times ahead en Europe.

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