Nine days of Frocktober

Everyday this month I am wearing a frock and I love it.

Weeeee, what a great start to Frocktober.  Day 1.  Rita's pineapple dress makes me want to twirl.  For those that don't know I acquired some dress from a  woman named Rita.  Her mother had made them and she wore 2 often, while her husband was courting her and 2 never saw the light of day, she never wore them.  Yah for me.  This is the pineapple dress' first outing, she is fabulous.  I felt like I need a fluffer under her, but I don't have one.

Day 2.  I bought this 1950's day dress from an op shop during SSS so this is the first time I have worn her.  A perfect frock for a day at the fair.  It was a wild and windy day, I was constantly fighting with the wind lifting the fullness of this dress up around my shoulders.  Worth it though.  And doesn't Ginger look adorable in her vintage polka dot dress.  I totally tricked her into wearing it as she normally likes her boy shorts.  She stole the show, people stopped to look at her on the rides.  Cute a  button.

Day 3.  I have had this dress for years, (I think I bought it when I was breast feeding), but it's the first time I have worn it.  It has lived in Japan for a while while my body belonged to my babies.  I like to think of it as my secretary dress.  It has a suede feel with a towel feeling trim.

Day 4.  My lime dress.  Made last year some time.  I wasn't digging it when I wore it this week.  I'd usually just change, but I felt like I had to wear it all day.  Very practical for a bust mummy though, with big pockets for stuff and a full skirt for sitting on the ground.

Day 5.  Another of Rita's dresses, also the first time it has been worn.  I love the crossed over bodice.  Of all my patterns, I do not have one with this look, bummer.  I absolutely am in love with this dress.

Day 6.  A morning spent at school working with the preppies.  I was a little shy having Stella take my photo at school.  A dress I have made.  I love the leopard but skirt bugs me on this dress.  It has a yucky feel to it.  I may get around to fixing it one day.

Day 7.  I was talking to a Nanna at the local craft shop the previous day about crocheting and I was inspired to dig out this nanna number.  I got lots of comments on my dress on this day.  This frock conjured up memories of people's grandmas.  Oh, isn't that nice.  I took direction from 3 year old Ginger for the photo on this day.  I had to say many made up words and pull funny faces and poses.

Day 8.  It was stormy morning and I wanted to wear something a little warm.  Here is my take on the suburban flannie.  My 1970's shift dress mad with a cross hatch checked flannel fabric.  Worn with not Ug boots, but Japanese tabby boots.

Day 9.  It is going to be the summer of the kaftan at my place.  Sipping cocktails around the pool, looking fabulous.  Last weekend at the local flee markets I came across a lady selling clothes out of a box.  It was one woman's take on leisure wear through a couple of decades.  Kaftans beat trackies hands down.  I picked up a couple of kaftans, moo moos and little tops all for $1 each.  Happy day.  I popped into the Petrie historical village markets this morning and was turning heads in this flamboyant frock, or it may have been Stella in her 1970's Hang Ten shorties worn with her led Zeppelin tshirt.  Very styling in a 70's skateboard riding kinda way.  Love this dress, I may just have to go and lounge around now.