bday trip to the beach inspired this find of a perfect seventies vintage pitcher…
marked made in west germany. just listed on pinkmilkvintage.
also love these etsy finds to add to your vintage hamper…
vintage melmac cups and saucers by pinkmittycrafts
vintage red picnic ball by pineapplevintage
what’s not to love about this cute retro sixties set.
before it goes…just listed cute yellow wool top…on pinkmilkvintage
also love these too…
sunshine tea tin by KittyBCreative
for my love of all things murderous: mystery, detective, film noir, hitchcock, the queen of crime (you know who), sherlock holmes, midsomer murders, cluedo. especially the recurrent theme of everyone stranded in a house…alone…cut off…you know the drill classic Christie ‘And there there were none’ , also hilarious ‘clue’ and the star-studded cast of ‘murder by death’. Recently just read Jonathan Coe’s novel ‘What a carve up’ in which there was a witty play on these classics…. I grew up with murder and remember playing a now vintage sherlock holmes game with my parents, which I thought was very grown up at the time. i remember being particulary haunted by the dark victorian style illustraions on the board, especially of the park, where in one story a young girl gets kidnapped. probably explains the origin of fear for things lurking in park bushes. fortunately I share this passion for who dunnit with my husband too who was indoctrinated with miss marple by his italian granny when he was little: he remembers it nostalgically as an english winter, his grandfather’s big leather chesterfield armchair and an open fire, all he needed was a thunder storm. so these are a few of my favourite things from pinkmilkvintage‘s new treasury:
vintage 1972 clue game by sydg
doesn’t everyone always want be miss scarlett?
classic trench coat by amyhartranft
vintage khaki dress by thevintagecloset
pulp fiction novel by stilettogirl
keep quiet…no one can hear you….
it hasn’t been a sunday: day of rest today, more like a day to do all the rest. all the things you try and cram into a day. some of which included some pic sessions for pinkmilkvintage, which are always lots of fun. been poolside
too and managed to get in some swimming when not being nautical…
add a red stretch belt with bow buckle, some patent red pumps, a tied vintage scarf, a row of pearls and don’t forget the vintage clutch.
I love pancakes, I love red and I love Italy…what a find: vintage seventies design classic from Italian firm Abert, started in 1929 and still run by the Bertoli family. this sugar and syrup set are perfect…now i want pancakes…homemade chocolate fudge ones! (obviously made by my husband)
i was always a fan of her amazing blue and rainbrow trimmed dress even though i was never a huge rainbrow follower…but any rainbrow yes especially rainbrow cups, mixing bowls etc they just simply cheer a kitchen up. so naturally I absolutely adore this vintage rainbrow comb, stamped hong kong just listed on pinkmilkvintage etsy…very tempting to keep actually…
also found these other gorgeous candy coloured combs listed…
funky japanese comb by vonlipi
cute weiner dog comb by ButlerandMaid
red bow hair comb by MayoMayheme
I want all of them…
if you have to work nine to five give it some glamour…think poirot‘s
miss lemon (she did have some fabulous twenties work dresses) and miss moneypenny’s classic if now rather overworked removal of glasses and undone tossled hair…there are still some great vintage shots there…and now we have mad men for a dosage of vintage office politics and play…
have a peek before the treasury clocks out for the day…
As an etsyian I usually leave the procuring of treasuries in the safe hands of pinkmilk Kate but as work is a little quieter during august I have been determined to get a treasury spot. Naturally as fellow etsyians know this is no easy task at all as one must diligently wait for the current lists to drop below 333 then be ready to pounce. What follows is the same feeling of tension, elbow digging and high heel stamping as a surge of vintage hunters all seeking the find of a beautiful vintage Italian magazine clutch bag. After several failed attempts I felt as if the ridiculous way the list numbers surge to 600 plus after one leptaki of time was like ‘You’re having a giraffe’.
I was unabashed and still determined to get a spot, give it this title and feature nothing but giraffes! It came down to the wire as well, when the faithful moment came of actually getting a treasury spot I went into blind panic when I was prompted to enter the title: Giraffes? Zoo scenes? What lovable giraffe characters are there?
Luckily I was saved by Poirot’s Miss Lemon and the recollection of relisting a pair of cute twenties dress clips earlier…so secretarial inspiration replaced the giraffe…and pink and grey tones followed…
maybe giraffes will make a come back next time…
…my recent move into a new apartment space inspired my inner wannabe domestic goddess, I’m just not sure she’s ready to be unleashed. being in my vintage kitsch kitchen for long hours (yes I realise it shouldn’t take that long) baking muffins whilst wearing a polka dot red apron is a re-invented fifties domestic goddess fantasy…some women can skillfully pull it off, some others well…
This is the first of a series entitled: hello my name is sarah and I’m a domestic goddess, missing….. presumed non existent
Deciding to embrace the slight mishaps that appear to befall me in the home I thought I’d share them with you as they are invariably amusing, yet surprisingly enough work out well in the end and hopefully there are thousands of others out there who can empathise with my domestic disasters. having previously avoided this pretty well as ‘women came out of the kitchen’, it is a cruel twist in feminist liberalism that it’s now fashionable to be expected to go back and be a kitchen goddess as well as everything else!
My effort to correct what would have appeared to have been the simple oversight of using the wrong muffin trays shortly after placing them in the oven did not take into account my apparent unskilful use of the tea towel (never got on with oven gloves: another clear inadequacy of kitchen prowess). In doing so I obviously burnt myself horrendously and dropped my poor unsuspecting sloppy muffins everywhere…
In pain and in stitches as to the ridiculous slop they lay before me… I rallied my inner domestic calm and rescued the situation…and the muffins actually turned out edible and in fact rather ‘sweet’.
sarah: fighting one domestic crisis at a time…
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