So I am feeling guilty. Very guilty. But happily so. I am not sure what it is about having a baby but I am going to blame a recent spate of retail therapy on “month 8 syndrome”. Month 8 is that uncomfortable month. I am carrying another human. I wear clothes that look the same EVERY day. I long to wear pretty florals, for Spring, to hold my new baby in my arms. And instead, there is the awkwardness of feeling like a huge blimp that now needs help to put on her socks. I can’t wait for our baby girl, but month 8 is cruel, I tell you (I say that with a smile).
So the most recent little dose of retail therapy was last night at the Canberra Antiques and Collectables Fair at Albert Hall. I was disappointed there was very little sewing related except a card of mother of pearl buttons (yes, really). So I was delighted when on my way towards the exit (and I made my way through crowds 15 minutes after the opening as people jostled and trays of canapés were offered around), I spyed this little beauty stuck amongst other trinkets to a maroon velvet pillow.
I love the brooch for its simplicity and understated elegance. No rhinestones or faux gems. The dealer said 30s or 40s, but who knows, really? I couldn’t help recalling a pearl (excuse the pun) from Claire McCardell’s “What Shall I Wear”: “Tiffany would label my collection junk. But to me it is very special junk that I have been collecting… make each piece your own,” The minute I saw this, I loved it. They are seed pearls, not particularly valuable at all but I thought it would go with just about anything- especially great against black- and reminded me also of the famous Schiaparelli bow jumper that catapulted her from artist to designer. Besides, I reasoned, it would be the perfect brooch to loan my daughter on special occasions as she gets older. Eight months pregnant and I am already dreaming we might one day be friends.
And right now a very special shipment of old Vogue catalogues is making its way from Oregon to Australia… it should arrive this week… finally! I can hardly wait!