Floral Vintage Gold

It's no secret that I'm a little vintage vixen, but trying to find plus size, genuine vintage items can feel like an exasperating struggle. Having a larger bust, tummy, bum and hips makes it even more of a struggle; but being someone who wears dresses 97% of the time is a huge advantage thanks to my small waist. If I see anything with an elasticated waist I immediately grab it, irrespective as to whether I even like it I never want to turn my back on a vintage find that could actually fit! I usually pick up all the dresses and proceed to go through them before deciding if I want to purchase anything.

When I saw this dress I couldn't help but gasp. I love the colour, the pattern, length and lightness of this fabulous find - and yes, it has an elasticated waist.

Dress: Vintage

Belt: Simply Be^

Shoes: Primark

Heart Shaped Sunglasses: Spitalfields Market

Isn't it stunning?! I wore this for vintage fun times with Charlotte and it was such a warm day so I’m glad I didn’t venture out with a cardigan. The buttons are a lovely feature with a ripple oval shape, they really stand out. The dress is perfect for this time of year with the spring-time floral print, I really didn't want to take it off! I'm going to go on a limb and anoint this as my favourite, genuine vintage (owned) dress. I'm so in love with it and will wear this beaut for many years to come.

'til next time.

Love and hugs,

Isha

xxx

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