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daily musings of a vintage addict * I am totally obsessed with all things vintage * trying to keep up with my past...and sometimes ordinary everyday life

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Location: Culburra Beach , NSW, Australia

I live in Australia, my ancestry is in Cornwall. a Celt. a hedgewitch of sorts. I am an Earth Healer. I wear upcycled clothes, patchouli oil and Redback boots. A gypsy. An eccentric. a mystic. I am a searcher, a seeker, a pilgrim on Earth. I serve my guests, tea from an old silver teapot. I love Vervain, yarrow, chamomile & mint. I love to dream, to walk and to wonder

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August 01, 2005

brown*paper*parcels ~ memories are made of this

from brown paper parcels on April 17, 2005, I wrote:

when I was a teenager, Dolly (the magazine) was first published. There was an article on 'grandmas beauty tips'. Of course being the vintage girl that I was/am I grabbed it ..and tried a couple.
The first was to use an egg in your hair to make it shine . I whipped the egg up, washed my hair and massaged the egg mix through. However I mustn't have rinsed it out properly and all that day, I could smell rotten egg !!
another one was to use a blackened match for mascara. Oh this is great I thought.... so I lit a match blew it out ( we dont want to set our lashes on fire now, do we? ) and put it to my eyelashes.. of course it was still hot and my eyelashes sizzled... not a good sight . how funny though !!!!


Blogger ~NanCourt~ said...

Oh my........I did the egg thing once, years ago in my foolish girlhood days.
Guess the rinse water was too hot because I wound up trying to get scrambled eggs out of my hair! The egg whites congealed!
Beer is good for your hair.......makes a great healthy shine and you don't have the smell or the lumps!

4:04 pm  
Blogger Kali said...

Oh thanks for that visual and the laughs...how funny! I love nancourt's story too....ewwww!

My sis, was a fan of Dolly too ~ and I can remember her raiding the fridge and locking herself away in the bathroom and bedroom (we shared) for hours...oh, I've got to call her sometime this week and have a laugh reminiscing.

10:17 am  

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