This is me, thinking I’m all 70s because I bought a vintage shirt and tried going for Farrah Fawcett-esque hair. (And failed). Are dungarees 70s-ish? I feel like they would be if they were flares, but they’re not, so I failed there too. I’ve all round failed at being remotely ‘vintage’, basically. The long pointy collar is my only gesture. But let’s just ignore that fact, shall we, ’cause I’m gonna ramble on about vintage stuff anyway.
I spent an hour or so today in the college library rifling through fashion books for research for my textiles personal study, and I’ve rediscovered my love for it all. Felt very vintage myself just for actually flicking through books and photocopying pages tbh. Pinterest – what’s that again? I’d almost forgotten what it’s like to use actual pages for inspiration. Picking up a book and not knowing what you’ll come across seemed much more inspiring than searching for one particular thing online. Funny how we don’t realise the things that are (literally) at our fingertips sometimes. I’m researching the history of women’s underwear and its influence on fashion, which I interpreted as ‘flick through the fashion books looking for pics of bras and knickers and get distracted by everything else’.
I decided I’d quite like to become Brigitte Bardot, with a hint of Marilyn. I had a good nosy at all the trends that have resurfaced in full force this year (looking at you, 70s) and the ones that need to make a comeback soon (50s nipped in waists – LOVE). I also decided that ‘old-fashioned’ names are so lovely and I’d 100% give my kid one now. ‘Josephine’ was a contender for my middle name apparently, then my parents chose to be mainstream and go for a standard ‘Kate’. One of 3 middle names that erm, everyone, has. Seriously though, who doesn’t know someone with Kate, Jane or Louise as a middle name?
Now I should probably cut short my witterings about my vintage revelations and go stick those photocopied photos in my bloody book. See ya.
lily kate x