About 3 or 4 weeks ago I was sent an invitation to farewell some friends of ours before they make the big move up North. The theme for their party was The Great Gatsby. I will admit that I freaked out initially but figured this would be a great opportunity to do something different with my hair & to try out an outfit that isn’t 40’s or 50’s.
So my hunt began. I already had a black beaded body hugging gown that is about 20yrs old. I actually wore this dress to my cousins wedding in Mauritius in 1997 (I think?) and it was a bit big on me then and I was pretty chuffed to say that the straps were a bit loose on the night of the party – BUT I did have one wardrobe malfunction.
Next on my list was a fur stole. I recalled seeing one in a local vintage 2nd hand clothing store and I actually grabbed the kids and rushed back to the store but missed out. Gone gone & gone. So I tried ebay and managed to pick up a 1950’s Cornelius Fur from Sydney and was wrapped that it only cost me $41.00.
I found these fabulous shoes, no idea on the date but they look granny enough to fit into that 1920’s style and as a bonus I can wear them with my 50’s wardrobe. Low heel, made in Australia, full leather AND they only cost me $20 from a stall at Waverley Antique Bazaar.
The last piece to my 1920’s wardrobe puzzle was the hair and makeup. I did a fingerwave trial on my hair based on this amazingly easy to understand & follow YouTube tutorial and it worked perfectly. Actually I didn’t really like it when I first did it but after 1 hour I realised that the problem was I wasn’t really digging the 20’s and I was much more comfortable with my 50’s hairstyles so I figured with the whole outfit together it will work.
It did work, I was really happy with the final outcome.
The party was held at Madame Brussells on Bourke Street, Melbourne and we had a private function room where we drank delicious cocktails – martinis (with 3 olives…YES!!) and sidecars (I have to try this one at home.) I had a fantastic night and it was great to catch up with great friends and have a laugh. Everyone made a great effort to dress up – lots of bow tie action from the guys. I love a dress up.
Martini with 3 olives.
Close up of the bling on ‘Bernard’ my vintage fur stole (I stole the name from 80’s movie Weekend at Bernie’s – they carry a dead guy around their shoulders all weekend – Bernard is dead & was on my shoulders – get it..huh huh!! lol)
I will admit that I felt a bit out-of-sorts not being in my usual garb and I did receive many wonderful compliments – even from people who weren’t guests at the party, so it was nice to get that recognition but I was so happy to wash my hair the next day and get my 1950’s back on.
Oh and as for the wardrobe malfunction I mentioned earlier – ZIPPER FAIL. Yep..sitting outside with the smokers I felt a bit…cold and reached back to find my zipper had split open. Lucky it wasn’t broken so I got my Husband to unzip me and zip me back up. Yeah, I was paranoid for the rest of the night.