Showing posts with label lace. Show all posts
Showing posts with label lace. Show all posts

Thursday, 12 January 2012

There's a lot of catching up to do ...

and don't assume that because I stopped posting, I stopped buying.  Oh no!!

Here's a whistle stop tour of my purchases since the end of August.  Details have been added where required and if not stated all purchases are from the Limerick Animal Welfare shop, Parnell Street, Limerick.


my calves have to hold their breath for these boots but they're worth it




a home repaired child's cricket bat - well-used



vintage C and A


gorgeous 80s? cardigan, it's too big but I wear it anyway




DKNY lace dress


I love my faux fur, it's like wearing an Alsatian

French Connection - flirty and tailored at the same time



(Zara) white - patent - leather - brogues.  Are there 4 more pleasing words in the English language? 
I tried these on when they first came out but couldn't justify the price.  In the intervening years, there are people I've forgotten, but not these shoes.  And then this pair came in, my size and the love affair was rekindled.



Vintage 80's German silk.  Tartan and paisley shouldn't work together but do.






I always wanted one of these heavy leather messenger bags and now ...



I love this authentic Norwegian cardigan inordinately - and then I go and take blurred shots of it



my favourite find so far.  I love this Aran poncho.  You have to careful how you wear it though or you can end up looking like an extra in Lord of the Rings






River Island banana bag with zips and studs


Paisley square from Second Time Around, Limerick




From St Vincent de Paul, Charleville
It's polyester, it's cheap, it has someone's name written on the inside label but it looks strangely fabulous on

More catching up in the next post - whenever that may be.

I'm off charity shopping tomorrow!





Sunday, 5 June 2011

Shop:  Lourdes Connect charity shop, Lower Gerald Griffin Street
Price:  50c

     If only we had lace gloves and trilbys instead of tracksuit bottoms and hoodies.  Limerick is particularly afflicted with the latter but here's proof that once upon a time a lace glove might have been seen.  These were found whilst mooching in the wonderful Lourdes Connect shop which is staffed by the sweetest ladies possible. 

You need really skinny fingers which is good for me seeing as my Dad said I should have been a concert pianist or a brain surgeon such is the extreme scrawniness of my digits.  I feel I now need a horse and carriage for my transport to really do these gloves justice.