Mug Shot!

Greetings vintage fans,

Many a moon it seems since I set my fingers click-clicking on the keyboard about all things vintage [and as is ironically the case, SO much has happened – WHERE TO BEGIN??!] Looking back, my last post came after the terrible posthumous news of Whitney Houston – sad as i was, it probably looks like i’ve been shocked into some catatonic state where blogging was impossible [but rest assured i’m back!] Spotify, “it’s not right” and other hits blaring in the night – after three, lets get typing!

And so to what do we owe this unabashed breaking of my silence? A mug dear readers, a simple mug.

BUT NOT ANY OLD MUG! [had you for a second!] Not any idol china, cup or receptical. This time, we’re talking THE MOST EXPRESSIVE BEVVY-HOLDER EVER! [scroll down if you don’t believe me]

Those eyebrows, the bags,  a porcelain sense of disapproval – never has a mug been so menacing. For all who like their cappuccinos mustachio-d, YOU SHOULD’VE GOT YERSELVES TO NEWCASTLE’S AFFORDABLE VINTAGE FAIR! No doubt this cap’n now sits proud on some sideboard in the Toon, banishing all other mugs to the back of the cupboard.

Kicking yourself for not going? NEVER FEAR ME HEARTIES – a follicle fix is never far away. With Judy’s at Spitalfields literally around the corner, expect the likes of this to keep you busy….



What is it? We don’t really know; as long as its got a nose neighbour, we’re interested.

From one crumb catcher to the other,





It’s not right, but it’s ok…

When both a style-idol and iconic voice pass away, the results are twofold; as well as shock, disappointment and an undeniable awareness of our own mortal coil, we get retrospective.

And so, instead of focusing on the questionable end, we’re focusing on the perm-y beginnings and giddy middle of miss Whitney Houston’s career [cue eighties prints, leather trenches and ‘how will i know’ on repeat] Whitney, we will always love you.




Vintage dog, offering advice, in ear-muffs [enough said] We’re packing-up for a bumper weekend of fairs in Durham, Southampton, York and London but JUST had to share this with you [because novelty dogs are always top of the list.]

If you’re coming along, say hi. If not keep your eyes online for our finds.


Tunny-side up

Folks, you may have noticed we’ve been a little quiet on the blog front over recent weeks…perhaps that’s because we’ve been speeding down the freeway [ooh, we’ve gone all American] for new events, the Tunbridge Wells and Norwich Affordable Vintage Fairs!

A veritable vintage playground in two glorious venues, we flippin’ loved it! Tea, Biba [the brand, not the pre-pubescent crooner] glitter, singers and bargains galore. The above photo is of Annaka, Tunbridge songstress extraordinaire, and below are the ‘Most Curious Tea Party’ girls, all hopped-up on sugar…

Norwich & Tunbridge, we had a blinder of a weekend – thanks to all who came out and made the debut of fair season ’12 the best beginning EVERRR



The Jean Genie

If Helen’s face launched a thousand ships, then The Shrimps figure launched a thousand shifts! Irrevocable, unforgettable and so chic it hurts, we’re still enamored with last week’s ‘We’ll take Manhattan’ – get us a teddy and a chain-link fence quick!

In-between You-tubing Bailey, Twiggy, Edie & Andy [we’ve gone all ’60s this week – get me a Besey & call me a ‘quaker!] we found this clip of Shrimp from the States…

Jean Shrimpton on \’What\’s my Line?\’

See, even her handwriting was sassy!

In the midst of this sixties-ness, we’re crying out for more sixties TV. Less ‘Twiggy’s Frock Exchange,’ more ‘Shrimp my Ride’ [possible cover art below]

Here’s hoping!