Laundry Love

Laundry Love

As you’ve probably realised by now, for me, Vintage is King (and Queen). I’m all about embodying past eras and I love how I can be transported to another time simply by the clothes I choose that morning. I spend hours scouring vintage shops and thrift stores in the hope of discovering a dress that […]

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Ye Olde Fashion Country

Ye Olde Fashion Country

One of the things that I’m forever promising myself is to take more little breaks in this fair isle. It’s something I think about often, put the wheels in motion regularly but then thoughts of friends living abroad that I’ve been wanting to visit enter my head along with timely emails from those (oh so […]

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Lost … and found (phew!)

Lost … and found (phew!)

On a most pleasant, but long overdue stroll through Dublin’s George’s St Arcade last week I was stopped in my tracks in horror. As I made my way around the ever-inviting Lolly & Cooks food stall (their soup makes my heart – and taste buds – sing on a regular basis), I turned the corner […]

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A Moment in Time … gone by

A Moment in Time … gone by

Following a splendid post-Christmas visit with my special gentleman’s family we left Tyrone for Dublin, initially, in our usual rush. Unusually enough, we didn’t have some pressing matter for which we needed to urgently return and so we decided to try a new route ho]]><![CDATA[me … perhaps it would be quicker than our customary one. […]

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A Stitch in Time…

A Stitch in Time…

I have always had a thoroughly romantic view of sewing. If my mum would ever mention how she had handmade my older siblings clothes I felt utterly hard-done by, lamenting my off-the-peg garments – even the hand-me-downs had a label. And so when I recently decided to actively pursue some hobbies, top of my list […]

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The Joy of Vintage

The Joy of Vintage

From the minute the door of the musky shop rings to welcome me in, all of my senses become engaged: the beautiful whiff of mothballs up my nostrils, the first glimpse of the treasures calling out to be discovered, the sound of the shopkeeper’s hands rubbing together in glee at the sight of muggins enthusiastically entering the store […]

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