(Please excuse the mess while all the building works are going on.)
We dropped our overnight case at the hotel and then headed out for dinner. We were in the trendy London area of Shoreditch. It was fun to venture somewhere new although in reality, it's not far form where Mr HH works (and I used to work). That's London for you though, go round the corner and it feels like you're in a different place entirely.
Via the handy TopTable, I'd happened upon booking this little restaurant, tucked away down a side street.
Deli by day, it serves a different menu for dinner each night, the chef writing up the dishes on a chalkboard according to what is fresh and available.
We had a great meal. The restaurant is unpretentious, the staff were friendly and attentive, the wine was delicious as was all the food. Hmm, I'm not sure how I fitted it all in, given the vintage foundation garments!
On then to the next stop of our mystery tour, The Fox Pub which was home to The Vintage Mafia's social night, The Ric Rac Club. This particular evening, the girls of The Vintage Mafia were celebrating the launch of a book (about vintage clothing) written by one of their number and in which most of them model the clothes, I think.
It was a nice old boozer and the crowd was not too full thankfully. We enjoyed a complimentary cocktail and otherwise spent the evening in fairly low-key style, having a natter amongst ourselves and listening to the vintage tunes.
It was fun to people watch and most had dressed up really stylishly in vintage or retro clothing.
We managed to just about make it past midnight before heading back to our hotel. It was a treat just to wander five minutes round the corner and flop straight into bed!
You see, the next day, we had more plans and wasted no time getting on our way to Hammersmith to mooch at the London Vintage Fashion Fair.
Oh what delightful goodies. This is a super fair where the goods on offer really can be described as vintage.
These gorgeous '40s shoes were pristine as the seller informed me they had come straight from the old factory where they were made in Belgium. Sadly, as is so often the case with vintage shoes of this era, they were all small, size 3 or thereabouts. Drat! It was a pleasure to see the vintage designs in the flesh.
There is rail after rail of beautiful dresses, many 1930's long floaty chiffon styles, which look so delicate I'd be afraid to wear them but the quality, fabric and beading are stunning. (Put me in the mood perfectly for last night's Upstairs, Downstairs.)
Fabulous accessories also abound.
I love this stall, it is always beautifully arranged and full of pretty brooches and compacts and just delectable vintage treasures.
I also loved that frilly pink lace dress. Oh to have somewhere to go to wear a frock like that!
More beautiful floral dresses hung from rails up on the stage.
I treated myself to this lovely little dish to hold my ever-expanding collection of vintage jewellery and posy brooches and also snapped up the embroidered black gloves.
And for sunnier days, I couldn't resist a couple of pretty cotton frocks.
Now, back to work and on with the week ahead...