Life's a pretty precious...

Life's a pretty precious...

Wednesday, 6 September 2017


My Dad was a professional photographer.
During WW2  he served in the RAAF/RAF as a navigator in 627 Squadron flying in the famous Mosquito planes as part 
of Bomber Command. He took his camera to the U.K. and photographed whenever he was able. 

Back in civilian life, he worked with his father in their Studio 
until Papa retired. In the days before video and live TV, Dad 
filmed and photographed natural disasters and events, big and small, for the local TV network (even advertisements - I remember one in particular for a very "in" boutique because I went along on the shoot. Very exciting for a young teenager with performing ambitions!)
When Dad photographed for companies which required aerial 
work, he took the door off the plane so that he could get the best shots.  

 The Studio's bread and butter were family portraits, weddings 
and balls/ formal functions. 
Dad always dressed in his tuxedo for the formal occasions and looked 
every inch the film star (behind the lens!). Mum accompanied him to 
these events, also looking film star beautiful. 
 Unfortunately there are no photos of my parents dressed in their finery. 
Film was valuable and (unlike our digital age where we can snap away endlessly) was only used for what was professionally required (although  sometimes when Dad had one shot left on a roll my brothers and I were the subjects on a Sunday morning in the back garden) 

This portrait of my parents was taken by my Papa, probably 
not long after Mum migrated to Australia. She and Dad were wartime sweethearts who met because she missed her bus and went to visit friends to while away the time until the next one. My Dad and his pilot happened to be on leave, billeted with the friends. They passed each other on the garden path and...I'm here today...

When the ballgown era came to an end the bodices were removed from a few dresses for the long skirt era...and I inherited a couple of these which 
feature in the blog links below.

I had always loved Dad's tuxedo and last year when visiting my parents, I convinced him that I should
inherit the vintage suit instead of the local theatre group.
It's circa late 1950's/early 60's, pure wool, made by Hytone of Melbourne.
The jacket's quite heavy compared to the ultralight wool of today 
but is very warm which it had to be in the days of cold winter nights in cavernous, freezing halls. The trousers fit pretty well (an oversize belt will 
look great when I wear the trousers separately) and the shirt...not being a fan of collars (in fact, I hate wearing collars), I'll twerk it but love the overlong sleeve idea. The jacket will look fabulous over anything...

Shall we dance?

My parents, Eric Arthur OAM and Evelyn Arthur at presentation ceremony 
of Dad's French Legion of Honour medal, 2016
and below in 2017
  Dad 94 years, Mum 92, with some of the mob...


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  1. Aw, this is so wonderful that you have your dad's tuxedo, Elizabeth! I have one of my dad's jackets, from when he played in dance bands back in the early 60s, and I treasure it (my dad's been gone for 20 years). I clicked through and revisited your ballgown skirts - so glad they were not lost or discarded. I adore these wonderful treasures, and I'm so happy that you're using them. They are so precious - thank you for sharing them with us.

    1. Thank you Sheila, and so pleased you also have one of your Dad's jackets. They were made to last back then and I'm sure that's why they're still going strong. Have a beautiful week. xx

  2. How wonderful that you've still got both parents - what an interesting and glamorous couple they are, too - I can see where you get it from. xxx

    1. Hi Vix, yes they have been pretty amazing although getting frail rather quickly now, it seems. However, they are very stoic (and stubborn!)But they've an asset to the world. xx

  3. How fortuitous that your Dad kept that tuxedo , it looks just so good on you and all those memories . Wonderful how your parents met , a true wartime romance. Thank you for sharing some family history .

    1. Thank you, Jill. I don't know if Dad thought he may wear it again one day in his dotage or probably he had forgotten it was in the back of the cupboard until the big clean up a couple of years ago. Either way, I'm really happy to have it. xx

  4. What a lovely post Elizabeth. I do love to hear about the family history of blogging friends - it's what's shaped us into who we are. The Tux is fabulous and well worth saving before it went elsewhere. I'm sure you'll have all sorts of styling inspiration for the suit, both together and apart, fabulous! I have a tux too and am thinking I want to wear it with some outrageous red ankle boots I recently bought - watch this space! In the meantime, I want to share some exciting news with you. I was recently featured on our national radio station and have a link to the interview on my blog post "My 15 minutes". I love to hear what you think of it.
    Have a great week x

    1. Thank you Anna! I look forward to your Tux (with red ankle boots). And I'll check out your "15 minutes" - Fabulous!! xx