Dandy Star

I’m on a bit of a cool-clothes-for-girls buying jag at the moment. This is because a) Olive has stopped growing so very much that she needs an entirely new wardrobe every 5 seconds and b) I’m slightly embarrassed by the state of her in public. I realised everything she owned was either holey or too short or just plain trashed, so have been investing in some new pieces and repairing what I can. I’m also in the process of making her a dress from an old seventies pillowcase I’ve put aside, similar to the one in The Crafty Kid.

My girl has strict requirements: it must be colourful (preferably bright pink, urgh), long, and have no sleeves. Olive hates sleeves. Loathes them. And shoes, jumpers, jackets and anything apart from flowing sleeveless frocks. She’s a hippy at heart.

I’ll make a rock chick of her yet – check out the great Americana-inspired pieces at Dandy Star (handprinted in Cornwall, UK). Maybe if I chop the arms off the star dress she’ll allow me to wrestle her into it?