
Horrid expression, sorry.
But I was pretty pleased. I traveled all the way to northern England, and found some fab Toronto vintage!
The story goes like this: a met lady, let's call her G, who used to live in Toronto in the 80s, when she acquired all sorts of vintage dresses from Queen Street West.
When she moved back to Jolly Old she kept 'em, and they've been languishing in suitcases for a couple decades.

But the cut of the neck in the front created a bit of a V illusion that you can't quite see here.
And the back is so darling isn't it?
Thanks G. Neat to know your dresses will have come full circle back in Toronto!

This one isn't as fitted, but perhaps with a few pounds and a belt at the waist I will fill it out slightly more.
I can see myself funking these out a bit. Sure I can do the trad cocktail thing with kitten heels and a retro purse, but how many cocktail parties do I really go to?
Some funky tights and booties with a couple great accessories could make these looks more appropriate for day, I bet.
Thanks to my perfectly charming photographer (let's call him N), who is very sweet to read my little grungy posts every day.
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