The Fifties Fair was today! Yesterday Moggy and I had our traditional Saturday-before-the-Fair festival of fabric shopping to get our mojo limbered up. (oh boy, the mojos got limber! We bought a tonne of fabric. More on that in a later post)
Because today is all about the Fifties Fair!
Here's my haul:

(above) Some of the patterns I bought, along with some nice grey, blue and pink vintage cotton. 1.8 metres, enough for a sunfrock, yay!

... some more patterns, and some vintage floral cotton, which Moggy and I shared as there was about 4.6 metres of it. I don't know what this fabric might become yet.

Enid Gilchrist pattern books. There's some beauties in there. The fabric is another vintage cotton, and I see it becoming a full skirted shirtwaister. With pink buttons.

1950s house plans! Now I won't need an architect once I find that large, wide plot of land with a view, in inner Sydney. There's gotta be heaps of those about. I can just give this booklet to the builder. I've not built a house before, but I think that's how it works. Just give me number 403 or number 188 I'll say. I'm sure it won't be a problem.

(Oh, and if you said hello to me at the fair because you recognised the
frock I was wearing, I'm sorry I was such a stunned mullet! My (very) limited social skills escaped me, and I didn't even ask your name! I put it down to not having been recognised for the blog before... *blush* ...and I was rendered almost speechless. Please forgive!)