Dearest beloved beaded cardigan, I long for you. I get sad and nostalgic just thinking of you glitzy warmth. Oh how I wish to wear you in all your shining glory. Love Sarie.
DOn't you just hate to lose that special, most favourite item of clothing. That thing that goes with everything, that fail-safe garment. The thing that is you and makes you glow and is actually like a second skin. I am forever losing beloved items of clothing. Oddly enough there is a high correlation of being slightly tipsy and losing garments of clothing.
I have had two vintage beaded cardigans, the first was a beaut. I had an evil step mother, she was quite wicked! And she shrunk it! Tiny baby doll cardy that one couldn't even fit a finger in, let alone an arm! With a gleam of satisfaction she handed over the cardy to me.
The second dear beaded cardy, may it rest in peace, was left in a taxi after a quite ferocious night out on the town. Discarded and never to be seen again.
I'm not quite sure why I have such a fond attachment to these items of clothing. It must be all the memories attached to them, the cozyness they give and the prettyness of them. I do often think about them, and long for them. Making up the perfect perfect outfit with them having centre stage.
SO dear readers, if you see one.. Pass it into my grubby outstretched paws. Haha! Seriously though if you come across one online, be a doll and pass it on to me.
A little note on my absence: I have been meaning to update, and have put it off. I really want to completely overhaul this site and make it new and better and well more aesthetically pleasing. Please any suggestions etc more than welcome!
1 comment:
Cute pieces!! I just cam across your blog and really like it, it would be great if you could come back and check my bog out as well and maybe we can follow each other?
Aimee
www.new-yorkdoll.blogspot.com
xxx
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