Frocktober 2018 - Part Three

On the plus side, this is the final Frocktober post for this year. On the downside - if you consider it as such - it's heavy on pictures, because we have a lot of ground to cover.

If you've not be paying attention to these posts, but have got this far, you need to know that Frocktober is an annual charity fundraiser run by the Ovarian Cancer Research Foundation, and focused primarily on raising money for research into an early detection method for this particularly insidious gynecological cancer. During the month of October, people wear frocks, post pictures of frocks and, hopefully, inspire their friends and families to donate to the Foundation. Catherine, Maya and I have been hard at work looking lovely, and we know some of you have appreciated it enough to make a contribution. At the time of writing we have raised $800. We'd like to make it more.

If you don't want to go any further, I'd really appreciate it if you exited via this link: IT HAS POCKETS

Still here? On with the frocks. I think when I last left you I'd done six of the ten I'd promised you (plus one bonus one I didn't count). Before we get to Number Seven, here's Catherine and Maya dressed up for a family dinner a couple of weeks ago. I was having a day off from frocks, so just looked disheveled and masculine.

But the next day I broke our Frock Number Seven. And it's a real favourite of mine - my vintage 1980s Laura Ashley. It's a bit twee, I agree, but I adore it. I wore it to work and then ...

... wore it to our Thursday night gaming session, where we played Middle Earth.

I love Laura Ashley stuff - the older designs anyway. So a few days later I got out another one for a trip into Sydney to have lunch with a friend. This is Frock Number Eight.

Obligatory Sydney landmark selfie.

Back to Catherine, who wears dresses less than I do, but popped this one on when the weather warmed up a bit.

Frock Number Nine was this bold floral number I wore for work

Part of the reason for doing so was so that I was all ready for the evening, since I went straight from work to Sydney where our burlesque class was doing its final public performance. But I ended up changing dresses, since a night out on the town demanded something more glamourous.

In between was this - my costume for our performance.

And here we all are, in a photo taken just before a show we did a few weeks ago (The bearded guy was our compere for the evening).

Back to Catherine, who wore this for a high-tea we attended, itself a Frocktober fundraising event.

I wore this. I love a nice fascinator!

And here I am with Maya, who wore ...

... this! A little something she made herself the day before the event.

It's an amazing piece of work; she's really taken to sewing her own clothes recently. Apparently it's an original design, rather than being worked from a pattern.

Technically my high-tea outfit was Frock Ten, so it meant I'd achieved my goal. But with a few days left in the month I had a chance to dial it up to Eleven. And I did.

So that's it. A whole month of frocks and a tidy sum of money raised - more than we expected, certainly. If you've read this far, then well done!

And, finally, here's the link for donations: IT HAS POCKETS