Despite shipping sons off to university, earache from my three year old, my suddenly rampant social life and a rush of customers – thank you lovely customers! – the good news is that some of my most beautiful Victorian summer clothes have just hit my shop today!
The additional good news for all you Victorian summer clothes lovers is that we are forecast an extra late, extra hot, Indian summer next week – hooray!! – I’m back in my flip flops already! Buckingham
Vintage is so on the ball we keeps a close professional eye on the Met Office and respond rapidly to the weather forecast and British weather fluctuations.
We also cater for all sizes. We all know Victorians had tiny waists and were trussed up like chickens to keep them like that, their stays and corsets were lashed together with ties and reinforced bone and metal strips so they couldn’t eat, breathe, bend properly as a result but never mind didn’t they look “beautiful”…
Until I started my journey through the under and outer garments of these long gone ladies shows I thought all Victorians were feeble wasp waist types. I now know there were plently of more substantial modern sized women around in those days too.
You didn’t have to look further than the leader of the pack, the reigning monarch herself, Queen Victoria, for a 38” waist – that’s bigger than average now in 2014 so must have been truly enormous back in those days. Her 38″ waist bloomers recently resurfaced confirming her modern proportions and as she wasn’t even five foot tall her high BMI.
The Victorian chemises, bustiers and blouses I added to the Buckingham Vintage shop today range from super tiny for the trussed up brigade to generous. If you have always fancied a lacy Victorian number now’s your chance.
Back in the modern world while I went away for the weekend my humble assistant set up a bike repair shop in the back garden.
Son no. 2 now has the perfect bike for Cambridge. It looks undesirable therefore hopefully theft proof and functions adequately. It had to be cut out of our front hedge where it had been abandoned a couple of years ago. It has new plastic mudguards, a removable basket, a gallon of WD40, a moving but rust coloured orange chain, 19 out of 24 gears are working, a bell and a back break. It is now getting to know Cambridge and I didn’t even think of photographing it.
My beautiful Montego Divine bike has a giant basket fitted on a second-hand bracket from The Bike Man on Cambridge market and a mileometer that can do 13 clever things. I’m already looking forward to scintillating everyone with how far and fast I am riding per journey / day /week. There will be plenty more on this later.
The only ones up now are me, Babbit (one of the many) and Tiger Baby – made up and renamed by my daughter. They are guarding their tea towel raincover until “mummy” returns in the morning for porridge. Could we all please make sure not to disturb them and use another tea towel not their raincover.
Future makeup artist? What do you think?