What's the word for yearning for something that never existed? Took myself to London to soak up some Sixties nostalgia at the Victoria & Albert Museum. It was the Mary Quant designs that were drawing the crowds but I was unhappy. Something was missing. Or rather, someone.
Where was Eloise Slaughter and her shock frocks? The Rag Bag dresses? The Elephant Woman wedding gown? In comparison, the Quant dresses looked, frankly, middle-of-the-road. Then I remembered. I invented Eloise and those crazy clothes. She isn't real. She's a character in the novel.
Except, she isn't even that yet, not until the book is published. When will that be? As soon as another few lovely people support me. 95% there. Just a few more pledges to go. Then it'll be all fab and groovy, man!
