Favourite Thing On A Friday - Finding Old Photographs

Last week, I wrote a post for Wordshaker Magazine about my first encounter with the powers of the Little Black Dress.  I had some requests to post pictures of the dress I had written about.  This week I have been a woman on a mission to find a photograph to post for you.  Somewhere in the past 20 or so years, any photographic evidence of me ever wearing this dress has almost all but vanished.  If I didn't actually have the dress wrapped up in tissue paper under my bed, I wouldn't know if I'd made it up or not!

Having opened up the old leather suitcase where I store all my photos, I did manage to unearth pictures I haven't looked at in more than 20 years (and almost cough up a fur ball due to the dust).  It was fun to remember different outfits I had loved.  I thought I would share some of the photos I found with you...

♥The Early Years♥

 
When I was little, I loved dresses that swirled when I spun round.  I was also partial to bunches and hair bobbles in the shape of cats.  I was about 5 or 6 in this picture.  I remember this dress really well.  It was my favourite.  You can see my older sister chasing me along the beach.

♥The Sylvia Plath Years♥

I had read Sylvia Plath's poem "The Spinster" and taken it to heart.  This was my 2nd year at university, in the spring of 1989.  That hat was an original 1930's lace cloche that I had found in a vintage store.  I loved it.  Even though it did squeeze my head a tad.  There was a lot of wearing of flat shoes and black around this time...

♥The Sporty Years♥

Once I realised I loved doing anything outdoorsy, my clothing uniform entered a whole new phase.  The Converse and sloppy jumper era 1991-92.  Those All Stars never left my feet.  Literally.  I went to France by train in them and wore them in my bunk over night.  I woke up in the morning with my heels together and my feet turned outwards so that both my feet made a 180 degree angle flat to the bunk.  It was agony.  I spent my first day in France walking like Charlie Chaplin.  P.S. There was a kite at the end of that string.

♥The Little Black Dress Years♥

 

This is the only photo I have been able to find of me in my vintage Little Black Dress. You can just about see the beading on the bodice.  I wanted to take some photos of the dress in the garden today, but the 100mph winds scared me off. I'll do my best to get some better photos so that you can see the skirt too.  I'm not sure why my eyes are closed in this picture, except that I don't really like having my picture taken and I guess it was a case of "if I can't see them, they can't see me". Canny. This picture was taken in 1988.

My Favourite Thing On A Friday this week has been going through my old photographs. What has your favourite thing been this week? Link up below and I'll be over in a flash.  (I can't help it, I like playing with words.)