Sam's 'Parisian night suit' came flooding). In an observant mood for once though, my friend pointed out it had in fact been taken up a great deal, and thanks to the magic of my Mother's sewing skills it is now a perfect fit. I debated briefly how often I would in fact be able to wear a disco-infused-women-working-on-the-planes-all-in-one-number, and the answer was - as often as possible. No more than a week later was the perfect opposrtunity.As you can (hopefully) tell, I went as Rosie the Riveter -
-never once have I doubted the general knowledge of my 'peers' more. A few girls got that I was 'the woman on that poster', and a number thought I was Amelia Earhart. Although, this is quite good considering that someone at school once thought that Princess Diana was alive and living in Hamilton. Most of them just sort of looked me up and down in disbelief (my friends and some teachers did appreciate the ensemble though). I'm used to getting funny looks for what I wear to school normally (I'm going to do a post about some of those outfits soon), but today's were golden. Weird stares sort of make my day. Not as much as the lovely women who leaned out of their cars, and told me how much they loved what I was wearing while I was walking home from school though.
Jumpsuit - Secondhand store
Shoes - Vintage market
Suitcase - Secondhand store (although I've had it since I was little)
Scarf - Borrowed (it's actually rather small, so my hair is in pincurls in an attempt to make it as flat as possible)
Finally, some pictures from this amazing set, of real women who worked on the planes: