Valen-twice

I had the good fortune of attending two events dedicated to Mr Valentine this year.  The first took place on the auspicious day itself; a late night at the Museum of London with a 20s theme.  I jollied along in my best bib and tucker with a friend in tow.

'Hello? Is it me you're looking for?'

Finding myself with nothing to wear, an emergency purchase was in order, and eBay came up trumps with this dress I had mooned about previously.  My hair was supposed to be in smooth fingerwaves, but decided not to cooperate and I ended up with a bit of a random 'do that on reflection I'm quite pleased with.

Aside from admiring the exhibits, a few activities were laid on.  The only one I really enjoyed was put on by the London Swing Dance Society, who gave a short charleston class and an incredible demonstration.  It awoke an itch in my feet and a twinkle in my toes - if I can somehow find a spare minute I Must Learn To Dance.

Look at all the pretties

My second Valentine outing was to the Ric Rac Club run by the beautiful Vintage Mafia.  I've never seen so many fabulously attired gorgeous people in one place before (excepting the last event, of course).  Fleur of Diary of a Vintage Girl fame and a Mafia dame has done a lovely write up, hop over for a nosey, and the Vintage News ladies took fantastic snaps for your perusing pleasure.

 It's no secret that hair and make up are favoured pastimes of mine.  Consider my delight when three friends agreed to let me loose on their faces.  It was a particular joy because we managed to cover every decade in the Golden Era between us!  I've found that some people have faces that are made for certain eras (and I amuse myself sometimes by choosing eras that would best suit new acquaintances - am I the only one?), and when correctly attired and coiffured, the results are uncanny.

I ran out of time to do anything interesting with my own hair, but a pile of flowers and berries provided a suitable distraction.  The main reason I was running late that day was because I had decided on wearing a dress that was only half finished (I design and pattern cut in my non-existent spare time), and figured the best time to finish it was an hour beforehand.  Not the best idea I've ever had, but I'm glad to have a new dress (figuratively speaking - this one had been haunting my wardrobe since July!

Taken by the one and only Hanson Leatherby - see Fleur's post for more snaps