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It's time to tell you ALL about the first ever Swell Vintage Valentine's Giveaway! Hooray!
This is an ultra special necklace that I have made especially for Valentines Day. It's made from the most adorable vintage heart link chain, and is adorned with three beautiful freshwater pearls. It's simple, it's elegant and, like all Swell Vintage jewellery, it's one-of-a-kind.
To be in with a chance of winning, all you have to do is answer this question:
If you could go back in time and date anyone in history, who would it be? Where would you go? What would you do?
Just leave me a comment here and let me know all of the little details (the more information the better) along with your email address. The closing date is 7th February, and you can enter as many times as you like (sometimes it's hard to pick just one date, you know?). Then I'll pick a winner, and have the necklace sent over to you just in time for Valentines Day. What can I say - I'm the romantic type!
So now it's time to have a good ol' think about who your date would be! My date would be the ever so dreamy Jack Lemmon, circa 1960:
The Apartment is one of my favourite ever films, and Jack is incredible in it. Funny, charming and sweet...they just don't seem to make men like that anymore! Sigh...
Anyway, enough of my swooning - I want to hear about your dates!
Good luck!
Much love,
Frankie
Swell Vintage
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Oh my goodness, how fun!
ReplyDeleteHere goes (I hope I win!). If I could go back in time and have a dream date, it would be with the one, the only King of Rock-n-Roll Elvis Aaron Presley. The time period would be the 1950's, when Elvis was a hot hunk of burning love. As a Memphis, Tennessee girl (who is happily married to a man who looks a lot like the young hot Elvis) this is a dream for so many southern women . Our date would be to take a bottle of champagne (0r 2) down to the bank of the Mississippi River in downtown Memphis and sit on a blanket while we watch the sun set. After that, we would probably make out all night long!
My email address is melspillman@comcast.net
If I thought I were even remotely up to the challenge, I'd have to say Katharine Hepburn. Holy cow, the beautiful, the smart, the talent, the whole package.
ReplyDeleteNot a separate entry - I realized I hadn't answered all your questions.
ReplyDeletePerhaps start in a stylish diner or very small restaurant for a little bite to eat, a place on a street with lots of passersby. Then stroll along the avenue ourselves, past a riverbank, then to a coffeeshop - the kind with hot chocolate as rich as a melted candy bar. Talking, punctuated by comfortable silences, all the while. Then up to an apartment door. Cue music, fade out.
What a swell giveaway!
ReplyDeleteMuch as I'd love to claim my dream date would be with Clarence from True Romance, Louis Garrel in the Dreamers or Jean-Paul Belmondo (my back-ups), my actual dream date would be with Max Fischer from Rushmore.
He's a little *ahem* younger than me but rather than me heading for some kind of register, I'd be ten years younger for the night.
We'd meet at an inter-school debate championship, and get talking when he critiqued my defence of French miscellany verse. I'd ask him to come for a milkshake and he'd blush all the way up to his beret. On the way to the diner, he'd fall over his untied laces. We'd talk about college applications and munch on our burgers. I'd try to footsy him, but accidentally twirl my feet around his satchel strap instead.
And then, we'd walk to where his bike was chained up, and aimlessly wander around town as he begins to tell me about his unrequieted love for Ms Cross. I'd convince him I was a far better prospect, and we'd sneak into his dad's flat for some teenage fumbling underneath a giant poster of the periodic table.
And then we'd write epic, teenage letters of love to each other twice a week, before I ruin it all by snogging someone else at a party.
Sigh. It would be GREAT.
I would want to date Marilyn Monroe!
ReplyDeleteWe'd go out for cocktails and dinner and she'd play the ukulele for me and sing :)
Then we'd have a girly dress up at her place, trying on her fabulous dresses! xxx
I want to date Oscar Wilde, but I don't think I'm his type ;o)
ReplyDeleteI'd like to go boating on the river Cam, head out to the theatre and then on for drinks and dinner.
Ohhh it'd have to be James Dean. No question about it! He's my PERFECT guy :)
ReplyDelete♥ Hannah
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If I could go back in history I would love to date Humphrey Bogart. Meeting a guy always makes me wonder how it would be, how it would feel to date him in this special atmosphere... the atmosphere they had in the movie Casablanca. So having a date with Humphrey himself would stop me wondering. We'll probably just go to a café, but won't just have a drink... (oh and by the way I would ask him about the wonderful Ingrid Bergman as well :) )
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ReplyDeleteI'd quite like to travel back to the year 2000, Paris - Montmartre. Head over to a little café called "cafe des deux moulins" where I would meet my date - Audrey Tautou - for a lovely afternoon lunch followed by an exquisite creme bruleé for two.
Afterwards we'd pop off (to the sounds of Yann Tiersen, naturally) for some sightseeing in Paris before I was whisked away back to fair ol' Angleterre at Gare Du Nord. Audrey would of course run along side the train as I departed.
(I've always wanted someone to do that for me :P)
After much deliberation I have decided that my fantasy date would be Annie Oakley - legendary American sharpshooter and star of the Buffalo Bill Wild West show, who was reputedly able to split a playing card in half edge on from a distance of over 20 metres. A formidable - and accurate - women, by any standards.
ReplyDeleteThe venue is Lazer Quest Guildford.
The year is 1991 (the height of the lazer quest boom of the early 90's)
We are both dressed in full Wild West cowboy and cowgirl outfits, spurs glistening in the harsh artificial light of the Lazer Quest foyer. Sure we are getting some strange looks, but we feel great.
We make small talk by the vending machines, where I buy her some opal fruits. Hailing from 1800's Ohio, Annie has never experienced such intense fruity delight and is visibly overjoyed.
The Lazer Quest, as expected, happens in a blur of neon and lazers. Annie adapts quickly to the clunky plastic weaponry - racking up an all time high score. The fat bearded man behind the counter later exclaimed 'that girl sure can shoot' as our score cards slowly emerge from the clunky print out machine.
With Annie still on a high from the thrill of lazer combat (and the opal fruits) we continue the evening at a nearby American style diner, where Annie is dismayed that they do not serve grits and biscuits. We both have steak. Annie eats hers with a pocket knife.
After deserts I begin to realise that Annie has been talking about guns,shooting and stetson hats for the last 3 hours and is by far one of the dullest women I have ever met. I sneak out the toilet window, leaving a now quite drunk and angry wild west gunslinger in downtown Guildford on a Saturday night.
I later find that Annie has been arrested for possesion of a firearm and challenging two drunken England fans to a gunfight at 40 paces.
Love the heart chain!
ReplyDeleteWhat a lovely idea! I don't do anything for Valentines, my husband has a heart of stone!
ReplyDeleteMine isn't really standard but I think no-one will have said the same.
If I could go back and date someone it would be Gene Wilder. I like his really interesting face and fell in love with him as Willy Wonka and he had amazing curly hair in his younger days.
I don't really know where I would take him for a date. Probably take in a show and go for a walk under the stars, I'm a simple gal with simple needs.
If I could travel back in time and go on a date with one person it would definitely be Jimmy Stewart, circa Vertigo and Rear Window when he was silver-haired and all charm.
ReplyDeleteHe'd pick me up in an old American convertible and I'd have hair like Kim Novak and a Chanel head scarf. He'd be in a brown suit with the trademark matching trilby and be full of wit and probably call me 'doll'. Then we'd go driving out of the city (New York of course) and have a picnic by a lake and a little smooch. But he'd soon be bored of the countryside and take me back into New York to an upscale cafe for 'Coiffee' followed by Martinis and Manhattans into the evening.
Of course after that I couldn't possibly say because I'm a lady.
Hmmm. Call me a super odd chav but I have the perfect answer:
ReplyDeleteI would go back in time and have a date with the Doctor (circa the David Tennant years) and we would have lunch at a charming little bistro in Paris and bond over our love for Charles Dickens, Shakespeare, and Jeremy Clarkson. He would tell me all of his fascinating stories (in his super cute and quirky personality) while we share crepes and strawberries. He would then take me around in his TARDIS and we visit ancient Rome, London, Australia, Moscow, and all of the fascinating planets and stars in the universe he can transport us to (at random, of course) and he would buy me souvenirs. I would then become his new companion and we would save the world from the Daleks and Cybermen. After what seems like years, he finally drops me off in front of my house and we share a goodbye kiss, and he gives me his glasses as a way to remember him. Of course, it has only been one day on earth, so nobody knows I was gone in the first place. *sigh PERFECT DATE*
I'm pretty sure that was the oddest thing I have ever written, haha, so I apologize if it sounds very ... erm ... odd. That necklace is GORGEOUS by the way.
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Oh it would be Yves Saint Laurent, I was so upset when he passed away and love the label. Though I'm not sure I'm his type, but this is all hypothetical!
ReplyDeleteWe would jet off to Marrakech and hang out in his beautiful villa, just hanging out discussing fashion and art while sipping champagne, of course. We would eventually head off to the souks to be amazed and inspired. In the evening we would head off to the Atlas mountains to eat dinner while the sun set.
Ah...ever so slightly devastated that this will never come true now! But hey, there is always The Swede..so excited that you will meet him tonight xx
Matt and I have the same date lined up- burt Reynolds aka the bandit. A trans-am, driving across america, stopping at an amazing diner- eating ribs, waffles etc. Then off to gamble, dance and then a trashy motel. All with me big hair and leopard print. Not strictly vintage but definately a good dream date. X s.
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