Veshoevius: Ah E-bay! Thou dost deliver! What better to break the shopping ban than with a vintage opera cape fashioned from a antique piano shawl.
Vintage Cape: Greetings!
Veshoevius: Eeek! It speaks!
Vintage Cape: I am the Ghost of Christmas Past.
Veshoevius: What? No you're not! You're a vintage cape!
Vintage Cape: A mere ruse, Veshoevius, a mere ruse! I've been sent to warn you that Christmas is approaching and you've been shopping again haven't you?
Veshoevius: Who me?
Vintage Cape: I thought you were on a shopping ban.
Veshoevius: Err yes well, that kind of came to an abrupt end when I spied you on E-Bay.
Vintage Cape: I thought as much but that's not all is it? You've been spending the Christmas present budget on shoes haven't you? Don't think I haven't seen the boxes arriving and being added to the stash. And Nicholas Kirkwood no less.
Veshoevius: But it was a sample sale! They're only once a year!
Vintage Cape: Sample, schmample - you are supposed to be buying Christmas presents!
Veshoevius: Oh yes, yes alright I'm supposed to be buying Christmas presents! But that's half the problem! Then you have to go shopping and you spend all this time seeing all these lovely things that you actually end up buying for yourself...
Vintage Cape: Christmas is about giving to others...
Veshoevius: Are you sure you're not just my guilty conscience speaking? You sound exactly like it.
Vintage Cape: You don't listen to your guilty conscience anymore so the powers that be have sent me. Honestly, where is your sense of self control?
Veshoevius: Oh come now, do you really expect me to exert self control when I can get three pairs of Nicholas Kirkwood shoes for the price of one?
Vintage Cape: You have enough shoes!
Veshoevius: Damn it speaks sense...
Vintage Cape: And don't think I missed the discounted Lucy Choi shoe boots you snuck in either...
Veshoevius: Double damn! Okay Ghost of Christmas Past, I admit the shoes were beyond indulgent but you couldn't expect me to pass up on a one of a kind vintage cape of such exquisite beauty as this. I mean all that heavy embroidered silk, the colour like buttery cream, the shimmering silk fringe, the fine cotton lace trimming the generous shawl collar, the single button closure so intricately carved from Mother-of-Pearl and the detail of the large decorative tassel.
Vintage Cape: Why stop! You're making me blush!
Veshoevius: You totally seduced me. Really I am just a sucker for beautiful things, be they shawls or shoes. There was no way I could leave you on the E-bay shop floor. You deserve to be taken out and shown off to the world. You were crying out to be taken to the ballet, to the opera where other audience members can marvel at the sight of you.
Vintage Cape: The opera? Really? Why...I haven't been to the opera in oh...about two centuries.
Veshoevius: Then to the opera you shall go on my shoulders. Why, I'd need to get a box at the Royal Opera House if I was wearing you!
Vintage Cape: A box? At the Royal Opera House? Do you mean that?
Veshoevius: I hear La Bohème is on...
Vintage Cape: Aahhh La Bohème - Puccini! One of my all time favourites....
Veshoevius: Passion, tragedy and romance in 1830's Paris...it would be divine from a box view with you draped across my shoulders non?
Vintage Cape: Is that a promise?
Veshoevius: I swear on my Nicholas Kirkwood shoes.
Vintage Cape: You're on! Veshoevius, all is forgiven! To the opera with us!
Anyone else's conscience tickling them in the run up to Christmas?
Not very visible this week as I'm travelling but still linking up to Visible Monday over at Not Yet Dead Style.
Vintage Silk Opera Cape: E-Bay