What to wear? Practically speaking, I needed to be able to walk around, be covered from the sun, and also look fabulous.
- Cocoon - NancyMac, consignment; last worn here (2nd outfit) over yellow for a Zoom Happy Hour in Aprilo
- Dress - Hilo Hattie's, vintage 90s, thrifted; first seen here (2nd outfit) in June for one of the last Zoom Happy Hours
- Shoes - Seychelles, thrifted; last worn here in July 2020 with pink, floral and a denim vest
I haven't worn this dress "in the wild" yet, and it met all of my sensible criteria - when in doubt, wear a dress!
That memory led me to this silk cocoon/kimono/cover-up thingy.
Without the cover-up.
Masked up. We did end up going into many of my usual thrift favourites but I didn't take anywhere near the amount of time I normally would. Count yourself lucky, Mom.
- Mask - by Mom
- Bag - Whiting & Davis, vintage 30s, vintage fair
- Earrings - Biko, consignment
- Amber ring - c. 1996
- Silver/amethyst ring - vintage mall
I took a few pictures while we were in Sidney. This is the main street, Beacon Avenue.
We popped into the Dog's Breath's Antique Store (no link - they only have a FB page), as I'd never been in it.
I was informed that it was real tortoise shell, which is no longer harvested or traded. Tortoise shell is similar to early plastics like celluloid (the handle links on my bag above are celluloid) in that it can be formed and shaped through steam/heat. This would have been a long strip (all the bends including the snake neck would have been cut out as you see them, not in straight form) that was then heat-treated into a coil.
Whether this is real tortoise shell or not, it's been worked by hand, for sure.
It's quite flexible, so even though it's very small, I can get it on my wrist by pulling it apart slightly.
I like this little back detail - this keeps the heavier front from swinging around, balancing the bracelet.
Here's Mom, resting in a convenient chair outside the store.
And here's me with a sailor who has taken his boots off.
After visiting many shops (Mom found a great pair of viscose pants, and a lovely summer nightgown), we wandered down to the waterfront - destination, the Rumrunner Pub.
There were people everywhere, enjoying the view and checking out the sculptures, like the diving girl above.
Looking across the grass, there's a band-shell for outdoor performances.
I crossed the lawn to the walkway along the water, fluttering my silk cocoon in the wind, in my long gown. It was hot (26 degrees) and being out in the sun with Mom filled me with joy.
Looking to the north-east, where the Gulf Islands are. The US/Canada border goes right through this section of the Juan de Fuca Strait, after detouring around the southern tip of Vancouver Island (which is what we're on). There is a dive reef way out there created from the Navy ship HMCS Mackenzie, which was made environmentally safe and then scuttled near Rum Island (link here).
It's Mom, way back there, also taking pictures.
We passed the Salish Sea Centre (link here 'cause I love) and the outdoor tide pool.
And this green thing is a sea anemone.
What a view!
We had a lovely lunch at the Rumrunner Pub. Mom remembered a story from her grandmother, who recalled that her church group was offered a boat ride to the islands with a very nice man. The church group was shocked when the police stopped the boat and arrested him...for running rum to the US. It was during Prohibition! Suddenly, Rum Island...the Rumrunner Pub...it all made sense!
Vizzini, I'm home, aren't you glad to see me?
"Where's my Cat Gran? I thought she was coming to visit?"
After close to three hours of walking, both Mom and I were exhausted. I'm sure I'll be falling asleep on the couch tonight - as will Mom!