I love going to the pub in vintage dresses. Even in the pretty open-minded Brighton people still usually look at you when you look a bit "different", albeit in a good way, and usually followed by a compliment or "where did you get that?". It's always quite satisfying to say it's vintage and from ebay/vintage shop/charity shop and for them to be impressed.
Last week I went to my local in a lovely blue vintage dress that I've shown here before, one I bought and fitted me perfectly (unusual!), and on the way back we took some drunken photos of me climbing a wall/rail. I'm so glad I didn't fall off!
This is the outfit in its full glory:
Worn with Primark shoes, a mustard half-cardi from Dorothy Perkins and some mahoosive pat butcher earrings that (luckily really) you can't see.
On Saturday the Boy and I went to Shoreditch for a birthday, we ended up on a fantastic rooftop garden drinking cider, yay.
I felt rubbish on Sunday but had to get up to be a tour guide of Brighton to a friend and her friends. They're from Australia and were terrified by the size of English seagulls! Obviously they're everywhere in Brighton, and are pretty scary b*stards!
We went to the pier, for lunch and wandered the Laines, and popped in to a little vintage market where I got this gorgeous dress for £15. Fits perfectly and the store guy even lent me a belt so I could see how it would look. It's a new favourite I think!