


Last year I went through as phase where I would only (out of habit) but things in black and red. Not trying to be morbid or depressing, just that everything of my fancy happened to be in those 2 colours.
So then one of my friends dared me to not wear any black for 2 weeks. Not one to baulk in the face of a harmless dare I accepted, only to discover 2hours later that I didn't have anything apart from pajamas that weren't black or red. I'd left all of my coloured clothing at my parents house back in Gladstone.
Shortly before all of this dare took place I'd seen a beautiful rockabilly yellow and white polkadot dress in 'Post Modern Ink' Magazine. I'd spent 3 weeks scouring the opshops for anything in yellow polkadots (I even ended up praying for a yellow polkadot dress) and eventually found 1 dress to my absolute luck but it wasn't rockabilly at all. But at this point I was so excited to even find a dress slightly similar I didn't care and emailed mum telling her the whole story! To my suprise she emailed me back saying she had been sewing me one and I hadn't even told her about it in the first place. Only this time it was a rockabilly one! Who says God doesn't answer even simple prayers!!
The head scarf is also my mothers, its made of hot pink silk and she previously wore it as a belt around her overalls! Now I use it as a hair piece (my waist isn't as tiny as hers)
OH! And here I was trying to get a picture of the back of the dress and a wasp flew at me really fast! I freaked out and thought it was going to run into my nose hahahah.

Each piece of clothing has a wonderful story behind it!


Love it Steph!!! fantastic story and you look beautiful, the pink silk is the perfect touch to the outfit.
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