My good friends Sal and Leanne (both not frock wearers!) took ourselves to the well heeled part of town to raid their op shops. We are well matched with our stamina and shopped til we finally dropped...at the pub for a drink! Here I am, the weary shopper returns!
I wore my flouncy 70's prairie style dress. And can I just say - for a big shop like this you need to be prepared. Comfy shoes and a slip for getting changed!
I got a huge haul - head piece (you will see soon!), cardies, frocks, skirt, ear rings, necklace and SHORTS! Yes! SHORTS! I'll be wearing pants for a month after this! The frock above is an eighties fitted number with bright trim and bows on the sleeves....
and I can NEVER resist an islander moo moo dress!!!! I did resist the sequin number below however...
But it wasn't all fun and frocks. Leanne told me about a friend of a friend who is only 32 years old. She was out running one day when she felt a pressure in her lower abdomen and a strong urge to wee. She was diagnosed shortly after with ovarian cancer and she was already at the palliative stage. That's why all the frocktoberers are raising money - to find a way to detect this insidious killer disease in the early stages and save lives.
If you can spare a dollar or too, donate here.
And thanks to Jac who did just that!