Writing and blogging

Star Wars – Attack of the Rich & Ruthless

   
So I’ve been MIA for a while…apologies, the craft took over…but I’m back. A blogging New Year’s Resolution for the 2nd time. 

And what better way to start it than with a rant…

…we all know how I love a rant…but it’s making me feel better so…

Let me set the scene…

Vintage Kenner Star Wars toys including Millenium Falcon, X Wing, quite a large amount of characters and speeders all for sale for reasonable prices in my local charity shop.

Littlest kid mega excited to receive this bundle (later to be my parenting fail of the year) 

Happy days! 

I post a note through door yesterday to say I would like them – the only chance I’ve got of my Burg playing with the vintage lot (as we all know how expensive they are on eBay and husband made the mistake of a quick buck as a 15yr old and sold all of his 😦 )

Another couple – we’ll call them Mr & Mrs Minted (she’s an ex Fleet Street journalist) arrive after me…I’m looking like Mrs McChav in my gym gear. Deep joy!

They both look like they have the same Star Wars agenda…

Few comments are exchanged, “I’m gonna have a battle on my hands here aren’t I?” “Yes you are, we want them all.” “My mother enquired yesterday too”

So as the shop opens the husband blocks my way with his foot and pulls me by my coat out of the way…( I understand all’s fair in love and sharpen your elbows but really?!?!) 

I grab all toys like a five year old and tell the lady (we’ll call her Mrs Meanie) I’m the one who left the note…she already favours Mr and Mrs Minted…the other lovely shop keeper tells me to “take a seat love, we’ll sort this”. I’m looking like a teary 5 yr old now.
They repeat they want me to put the toys down, whilst kissing Mrs Meanie’s arse…the wife has already taken her to one side to smooth her over. 

We are told the manager’s on her way…as the couple then creep even further into Mrs Meanie’s lower intestinal tract as they announce they are local publishers and one of the books on the shelf is one of there’s – she sucks up their small rise to fame and you can see she really loves them now. 

Mrs Meanie then demands I replace the toys and stop blubbering or she will put me outside in the rain (wtf!)
I obviously start to blub like I always do..to which they take great pleasure in letting out a little snigger. 

I tell them they are probably only purchasing to sell online whereas mine are intended for a lifetime of love. No comment.

Mrs Meanie then bleats out an exasperated “When the manager arrives I’m going to take her to one side and explain this situation.” – Yes I bet you are love!

Toys all sold to Mr and Mrs Minted as expected…smug as fuck and happy in their endeavour…
  
Why does fortune always favour the rich and ruthless?

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Super sparkly party pants 👖

So I ventured up to the big smoke last week, mainly to get acquainted with some lovely fabric suppliers at the Textile Forum www.textileforum.org and two, to visit Berwick Street and check out their lovely fabric shops – and what a feast for the eyes.

I decided (as I’m still frantically trying to work off my cake shelf in time for impending holiday) to see London this time by foot, whilst still clocking up my Fitsteps on to my Fitbit. I didn’t use the tube once and my Converse were bloody painful by the end of the day but no pain no gain“. 

With me being on my ped’s I also got to discover and accidentally fall into a couple of vintage shops….well it’d be rude not to…The lovely guy in Bang Bang informed me on entrance that it was their clearance promotion, so all items would be half price or less…so my nimble fingers quickly took to the rails.. And what a beaut lay in wait just for little old me…



This lovely full circle skirt by Monica’s of Paris, named Diligence. It may have lost a few sequins but with a nice little vest and paired with the right pumps, it’ll be a lovely 1950’s look in no time

So I carry on my London spuddle and head towards Berwick Street (any wannabe fashionistas, costume designers or fashion students please go and take a look at this road full of beautiful fabric, the shops are full with every material you can imagine. And if you are a budding designer they aren’t too precious about handing out a few samples here and there) to check out the Cloth Shop and a few others before finding The Cloth House, another Aladdin’s cave of beauty.     

A beautiful selection of cottons, wool and organdie fabrics…and a mountain of haberdashery items

So if you are in that neck of the woods, definitely take a look – I was in love – and they also have a website (the link’s above) and the minimum spend for some fabrics is just half a metre and the carriage isn’t astronomical.

So…… after drooling over those delights, off I trotted with iPhone map in hand once again and carried on my journey to One Marylebone for The Textile Forum. 

I was immediately taken by the vibrant colours of Nunoya‘s stand which stocks magnificent Kokka cottons in both luxurious and playful prints. 

 

Prints I would love to use in my shop and that would look absolutely terrific transformed into a tee, skirt or baby bib. So I registered my details with the boss man Sean and off I trotted…..

I had a good look round, surrounded by rails after rails of amazing samples, with fabric stockists and wannabe designers desperately wanting to get their order in for this season’s latest print, leather or lace. And I don’t know if it’s my crazy cat lady style or a bit of a case of mistaken identity that seemed to highlight me amongst the crowds, but I was soon accosted by a very lovely lady; the show’s co-founder and organiser, Linda Laderman. 

Linda invited me to have a quick chat about why I chose to attend the forum and what I do – cue bright beetroot Tasha, camera lens touching nose, trying not to bumble and stammer her words to explain why I am there – but I did it! Said my goodbyes, handed my card to a few suppliers and then went in search for a Saturday night outfit.

I’m not a big fan of Oxford Street…I’d much prefer searching through charity shops or vintage stores but I was in a hurry to catch a train so needs must, I bagged myself a pair of very tight fitting gold glittery trousers. I might look like an 80’s xmas decoration on the night but it’s a silent disco so it’ll be dark!!

T x  

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