Kinky Afro

When I was in the Sixth Form the only people to bring a briefcase to school were the keenos, the girls who, unlike us, who didn't run off to the Butts Tavern at lunchtime for a game of pool and a swift half of Brew XI or fall asleep at the back of the classroom during double history as they'd been dancing to Tin Tin's

Kiss Me till the early hours with some bloke wearing eye liner and winkle pickers at Max's Night Club.

In case you're wondering I'm 7 rows from the front, eighth from the left. Too much eye liner, big hair and a vintage man's granddad shirt I'd bought from a jumble sale - some things never change.

Back then our bag of choice was a canvas haversack from the Army & Navy Stores on which we'd stencilled The Smiths, Echo & The Bunnymen and I love Morrissey in black marker pen.

Check out Polly Piglet snuffling about in the undergrowth, classy just like her mother!
These days I still love Morrissey but with a credit card reader, a tablet, a flask of coffee, scissors, tape measure and cheese cobs and all the other paraphernalia associated with running a pop-up business I need something studier to carry my tat about.

So when I snaffled this vintage German-made vinyl briefcase from Saturday morning's jumble I gave Jon strict instructions to funk it up along with some other bags I'd picked up last week.

Didn't he do well? Kinky Owl's already found a new home. The others will be making their way to Kinky's website & Saturday's vintage fair at Stourbridge.

The rest of the jumble wasn't much cop, the guy who swears I'm Cher still does and Stephen Squirrel loves his blingy denim collar.

1970s Richard Shops maxi dress (Courtesy of Liz), customised 1960s green leather jacket (details HERE)
In hindsight, those short sleeves were a bit of a mistake, it's bloody freezing out! See you soon.
Linking to Patti and the rest of the gang for Visible Monday.