If there’s one thing I am, it is a hoarder of old things. I cannot bear to throw anything remotely old out – everything has a unique and interesting story behind it. One of my favourite things to collect are old ball gowns, dresses, skirts…any old clothing really. Yesterday I simply couldn’t resist getting out my Grandmother’s wedding dress…an incredible gown made by my great grandmother, complete with a gold bodice and a several meter long train weighed down with curtain weights. I felt like a real princess!