Wednesday, 29 August 2012


Prior to the 'age of the internet' it must have taken a long time to research a subject that one can now access within minutes. I have been a fan of the Forties and Fifties since a very young age and of course the internet has thousands and thousands of pictures and articles of the fashions of that era.  It is quite strange to think that the clothes my mum and sisters wore are now referred to as 'vintage clothes or jewellery or furniture'.

  A forties hand crocheted top made by my aunt.  I can recall that everyone I knew could either crochet, knit or sew. It was always exciting to get the latest magazines specially those with dressmaking, crochet and knitting patterns.

 Occasionally one would get something from the big shop in your nearest city but there was a special pleasure in making your own clothes. 

This stone coloured top is the perfect complement for the vintage cream coloured pearl choker necklace.  The smallest pearl diameter is  2mm graduating to a centre front pearl of 5mm -  necklace is 41cm long. 

 Many more pearls from the forties and fifties on my website

You might enjoy looking at one of my favourite facebook likes - many glamorous pictures of vintage fashions. 

Sunday, 12 August 2012


To make the experience of buying my pearls as personal and enjoyable as possible, I use only family owned bits and pieces as props with my photographs and in this way you will get to know me as the person who is selling to you as opposed to a faceless company selling mass produced product on the internet. The internet is a wonderful invention and yes we are able to reach a much bigger market but somehow I feel that the personal touch is missing. 

It took me ages to learn to just hold a camera before I was able to take pictures of my pearls with bits and pieces that belonged to my mum and dad.

For example this picture has my mum's 1940's clutch bag in the background with a Hermes scarf from the 60's. the pearls are laid on my dad's cravat from the 50's.

A picture of my mum at a garden party in the 1950's - her name is Helena and I am proud to be called after her.