If you were to wander around the streets of London at the moment or perhaps venture underground and ride the tube you would see posters for an exhibition called The Golden Age of Couture, Paris & London - 1947 - 1957
It's being held at the illustrious Victoria & Albert museum and if you're in town you should go. If you're not, due to that fact that many thousands of miles separate you from these wonderful gowns then you simply have to visit the website.
It's no secret that if I had pots of gold hiding under my bed and very little to do all day, except eat cucumber sandwiches with the crusts cut off, I would take great pleasure in dressing like this.
All. The. Time.
The nipped in waist, the kitten heels and the dark shapely eyebrows are the things that float my boat and I can't imagine one woman who wouldn't suit this shape. I often think that Nigella is someone who has cracked the sense of this look. She has also brought it right up to date and is able to wear her version of it daily.
Anyway, until those pots of gold do fall out of the sky, my clothing budget is still the same. But that's not to stop me from salivating right throughout 2008 as I gaze longingly at the images every time I enter a new date in my diary. My mother bought me this diary a few weeks ago. Thanks mum, you know a good substitute when you see one!