Bonus! Day 21 of Frocktober 2017 was a two frock day!
I woke and needed to hurry to the shops for crumpets as we had no breakfast food in the house, so I reached for this old stretchy Big W cobalt frock, a magenta cardi (of course) and while I was in the wardrobe I spotted a scarf my mum gave me for my birthday so I added that, a pineapple shopping bag and silver glitter shoes.
Come afternoon, it was time to frock up a level for Sarah’s hen’s do, and thus came frock 21a.
This is a Lindy Bop frock that I bought to wear to my cousin Simon’s wedding to Anna in Liverpool. Of course, I didn’t think the frock choice through very carefully because this being my preferred frock for weddings, I really shouldn’t have worn it to the hens do, because now what am I going to wear to the wedding? Cross that bridge when I come to it…
The mini-photographer came with me, lured by the prospect of mocktails. She too frocked up.
Excuse the face – she was getting splashed by other kids at the NGV water wall. We were at the NGV to check out the Dior exhibition which seemed like the perfect Frocktober hens do activity.
As you can see, there were loads of pretty frocks and other expressions of style amongst the hens. The lovely blonde frocker with the cold shoulders in the pic above is Tamara, one of my Frock This Town team mates who is doing a great job of also raising funds for the Ovarian Cancer Research Foundation. If you’d prefer to send your donations to OCRF via more of a glamourpuss than me, you could send one via her donation page.
At the hens party I received a lovely surprise bag of frocks from Ursula, who has the ultimate style. She rocked the mohawk back when it was proper punk, and now brings the cutting edge to the streets of Brighton (where it’s sorely needed). There are a couple of frocks in there that might get a run in the last week of Frocktober 2017. And – oh joy! – there’s one in there that might be just right for Sarah and David’s wedding! Bridge crossed!
After a few more stops around town for bubbles, mocktails and dumplings, we headed back to Werribee, because it was time for me to swap my heels for sparkly sneakers and do the DJ Oily Shoes thing at The Park for the last time this Frocktober.
As the donations via my page steadily climb past $3000, I want to thank you all for sticking with me this far into Frocktober, and ask that if you haven’t yet been inspired to donation to the Ovarian Cancer Research Foundation, feel free to tell me what it would take, frock-wise, to inspire you and I’ll see what I can do. I never shy away from a challenge!