Crinoline Robot's vintage week
Thinking about the new room has got me pondering why I never do, in the end, style any of my rooms in a more art deco fashion. I love art deco, yet it never seems to be a style I end up living with. Perhaps it’s the completeness of deco, which never seems like a look that can just be assembled as you go along (though that’s a daft thought on my part, because there are plenty of people who’ve built up a beautiful deco home over time). Who knows, maybe I’ll ditch the 70s plan again and go for deco. Or perhaps a Biba-deco sort of thing. I’m really feeling the love for Biba dresses right now, all bishop sleeves and covered buttons. Why not a Biba bedroom too? For now I’m just pinning things I like to a Pinterest board.
On the subject of dresses, I’ve got a new-to-me vintage dress. I hadn’t planned to buy any more, but I haven’t proved very good at losing weight, and this dress fits right now. It's actually a short fitting (according to the label), but that just means the waistline falls above my bowling-ball belly, which is no bad thing.
I was a little uncertain about the age; I bought it as 1950s. The print strikes me as 50s, possibly 60s (not the mod or psychedelic sides of the 60s, obviously). The label (Belmont De Luxe) looks midcentury. However, it’s got a nylon zip, overlocked seams, and doesn’t handle like cotton, which is what I expected. My heart sank a little when I first examined it; had I paid 50s prices for an 80s-does-50s dress? But I don’t think I had. My gut feeling is that it is most likely 60s, but not high fashion, as it's longer and fuller than 60s fashion dictated. Certainly a Google books search turned up references to Belmont De Luxe in the 60s.
I'm doing my best to stick to my 'sleep more' resolution. When I can, I try to go to bed at 9pm and read for a bit, as it helps me sleep. Getting away from the telly and smartphone is a good idea. Though my current book has Attitudes Of Their Time in such heaps, I’m sorely tempted to give up on it! Still, reading in bed means when I do sit in front of the box I watching the telly I genuinely want to watch, rather than any old thing that's on. The first episode of Back In Time For Tea was good (1920s and 30s), though I despaired a bit that the teenaged girls didn't know what tripe was and couldn't peel an onion... aiee, I am turning into an old fart!