I’ve always been a little promiscuous with my hair salons, but I think I may have finally been tempted into monogamy by The Leopard Lounge in Newtown. I spent the most heavenly afternoon there this week, touching up my colour and getting the ever-elusive midi haircut with the very lovely Milena. It was all 50s/60s boudoir décor, Beatles music, vodka-spiked setting lotion and retro chit-chat. Milena even has a well-stocked vintage bar – so divine.
Here are some snaps of the salon:
And now for the hair, styled into a glorious set of Dita-esque curls. Also, rad 50s specs!
I had a Lady Gaga concert in the evening, so it was a good day to visit The Leopard Lounge. Here I am in all my concert regalia later on in the day:
Lace capelet DIY | Bra Marlies Dekkers | Corset What Katie Did | Gloves Gallery Serpentine, Sydney | 1950s petticoat The Attic, Las Vegas | 1950s clip The Leopard Lounge
Happy, well-coiffed love to you all!
I had the pleasure of hosting an Old Hat soirée this month. Old Hat soirées are always a glamorous affair, so it was splendid fun to usher a series of impeccably-dressed guests into my abode for G&Ts and the like. Cheese and crackers have never been eaten so elegantly. Here are some of the guests:
We had the very ravishing Renata of Hepcat Vintage swanning about:
Sarah of Chronicles of an Eccentric came in her usual attire, resplendent as always:
Laurel, who you may remember from this post, wore the most magnificent coat and shimmery wiggle dress – sigh:
And voilà, Renata and I with Jesse in her Wheels & Dollbaby Dita Cardigan – sigh sigh:
Alas, you can’t see too well in the photo, but I’m wearing a wonderfully swishy taffeta 50s frock (an Etsy purchase), all petticoat-ed up and with a hat to match.
1950s frock Etsy | 1950s hat Melbourne | Shoes Wittner
There are more Old Hat events in the works, as always – you can follow the Facebook page for details.
A bientôt !
It’s a weird, existential moment when you find your face on a free postcard. I’ve been having this moment almost constantly as of late, having somehow become the cover girl for the Historic Houses Trust. (There’s a sentence I never thought I’d write). I think I may have peaked in life.
If you pop along to the Historic Houses Trust website for the next little while, you’ll find me gracing the front page in a very pink, very floral outfit (and wearing my beloved aqua cat eye specs). You can also pick me up from postcard stands all around Sydney. (Another sentence I never thought I’d write).
Here I am!
Thank you to Sarah for posting this snap to my Facebook page in a flurry.
And here are Jesse and Tim posing with me:
If you’re interested in more about the very pink, very floral outfit, pop over to my post about the 2011 Fifties Fair.
Cover girl status aside, I’m actually pretty excited about the Winter season of Historic Houses Trust events. The annual Fifties Fair (where the cover photograph was taken) is coming up in August, so naturally I’m browsing Etsy quite feverishly in search of frocks. There’s also an exhibition on Wartime Sydney on at the Museum of Sydney right now, which I’d love to make my way to at some point.
Plans, plans! Always so many plans.
It’s getting cold in Sydney, and when it gets cold, I like to wear nothing but black, red and navy blue – alas, it can’t be helped. As I potter off to uni each day, I’ve been wearing various combinations of black circle skirts, nautical sweaters and capes. It’s how I do casual, if there is such a thing. It’s nice to take a break from fragile vintage frocks and suspender stockings from time to time.
On this particular day, I ended up looking a little funereal in my all-black ensemble, but seeing as I had a French presentation to perform, it was only appropriate (and as you can see, I wore a beret for extra French-y strength). It was all rather snuggly and warm. Mmmm.
Voila, casual Michelle:
Cape Morro Bay, USA | Sweater Alannah Hill | Skirt Laura Ashley | Beret Paris ❤ | Shoes Boss | Brooch Gift
It’s been a little while now since Old Hat‘s December rendezvous to the Sydney Antique Centre (which, by the way, is ah-mazing). After all this time and now countless more Old Hat events, I think it’s time photos made it onto the blog. If my memory serves me well, it was quite a glorious afternoon (being around vintage always makes everyone a little giddy) – we came, we saw, we ate petit fours, we lusted after hats. So much happiness.
The Old Hat crowd
It was lovely to have some vintage bloggers at Old Hat – it’s not often you get to casually drop references to Vixen Vintage‘s latest post into conversation and actually have people understand. If you’re a vintage-loving blogger in Sydney, we want you!
The blogging contingent: Jesse from Like Johnny and June, Me, Molly of Molly Made, and Sarah of Chronicles of an Eccentric
And here’s what I wore. You can see in the photos my petticoat is peeking out a little, and it just reminded me that at the Love Vintage fair, we were told that in the fifties this used to be referred to as “snowing” – how quaint!
1950s frock Grandma Takes a Trip, Surry Hills | 1950s headpiece Mint Condition, Rozelle | 1950s costume jewellery Camden Passage Markets, London | Shoes Bloch
Thank you to Delphina for all the lovely photos! If you want to read more about the rendezvous, you can read more about it on Sarah’s blog. You can also lurk the Old Hat Facebook page to check out the details of our next gathering.
Bonne journée !
I almost forgot I owned this frock until I dragged it out this morning to wear for an afternoon of antique-ing. I’ve always found it oddly and irritatingly era-ambigious, so I’m not surprised I put it out of my mind for awhile.
It’s a curious frock. Although I get quite a fierce 1940s vibe, what with the little puff sleeves, not-quite-full skirt, and satisfyingly old-feeling fabric, I can’t quite convince myself it’s 40s, considering how little I paid for it.
Vintage friends and dating extraordinaires, thoughts?
Era-ambigious vintage frock Cambridge, UK | Hair flower Circa Vintage | Belt borrowed from dear Callie | Shoes Macy’s
When I haven’t been obsessing about the era of my floral frock, I’ve been flitting about Sydney as per usual with various Old Hatters in tow. We had a glorious picnic that you can read all about very soon, among other things.
Until next time – bonne weekend, mes ami/es !
I was in the mood for a bit of fairy floss pink this morning, so I wore my fanciful heart tights to class. It was all a little neo-50s, in the most pleasant of ways – not a vintage item in sight. Perhaps I’ll swap seamed stockings for print tights more often.
Frock Bettie Page | Cardigan Louche, London | Cape SoWa Markets, Boston | Scarf David Jones | Hair flower Sportsgirl | Tights Topshop | Shoes Bass