I've got a thing for silk velvet. If I could have a crush room with upholstered banquettes in cerise velvet I would be a happy woman. And right now, my wardrobe has rather too many items of clothing in this material. It's also totally shitty and counter-intuitive that my lifestyle doesn't necessitate the wearing of long gold velvet skirts that sweep the ground or forest green midi dresses better suited for a day time soap. My vexation springs from wanting Lady Guinevere's wardrobe but these modern times puts a bit of a dampener on such dress-y up nonsense. Well, tough I say. And in the spirit of thumbing my nose at today's fixation with LuluLemon and anything in Goretex, I present my latest findings. If I had the chutzpah and the budget I'd buy every single one of these items. But because I have the self control of a monk, I've limited myself to buying a mere two of these items. And I'm not telling what those two are.

Maybe I'll make it three...