Violinophone & Poppies


Here’s a fancy little get-up starring a darling dress that I scored for free at a clothing swap about a year ago. It’s a crepe-like material with a sheer striped panel on the bust. After 75ish years, I love that these garments can still be in such incredible condition. There are only a few snags & holes, which never really bothers me. Perfection in vintage is only a temporary state, anyway.
The unbearable heat of 100+ days of temperatures over 100F has finally broken! While it’s still very very warm, I’m looking forward to fall, which can only be around the corner. I’m not quite to the point of unpacking my berets & sweaters, but I’m thankful to have the chill of 70 degree evenings.

Black lace headband with 1920s embellishments – Louise Black
1930s poppy dress – clothing swap
1960s? floral tapestry purse – Buffalo Exchange
Pointed black shoes – traded with a friend

This headband has beaded details that hang down and make tinkly sounds in my ear. I’m test driving So Chaud lipstick from MAC, an orange lipstick that straddles a thin line between avant guard & old lady chic.

The newest franken-project involves Reese retrofitting my gigantic phonograph bell to a Stroh violin. We wheeled this monster horn through the hardware store testing out fittings & tubes.

Photo from Wikipedia
The Stroh violin, also called a violinophone, was used a lot in early days of phonographic recording, as the sound is multi-directional and thus was better received by the acoustic-mechanical recording method of the early 1920s. The Stroh has a phonograph reproducer in the body. When played, the strings over the wooden bridge vibrate a tiny nail connected to the metal reproducer below and projects the sound through a trumpet shaped plug-in.

Victor Orchestra as it looked in 1925 with Stroh violins and cello on a riser.

The newly-born circus horn made a test run at the White Ghost Shivers show last night. It looked so neat on stage! Reese has a few more adjustments to make, but we were so pleased that it was SO loud on the test run! Also, it was mistaken as a beer bong on more than one occasion. Please, nobody drink beer through this thing. I’m sure the 100 years of dust and metals would render one hell of a hangover.

Luna Moth Phonograph



Outfit for a special day of dinner parties, phonograph repair & ragtime piano viewing:

1920s cloche hat with leather fern pattern – Avalon, PDX
Sea urchin earrings – made by me
St. Joan of Arc necklace – given to me by Natalie Ribbons
1930s sheer dress with scalloped collar – ebay
Bow belt that goes to a 1950s dress
Straw purse – Amelia’s Retro-Vogue, Austin
T-strap shoes – Target


My spit curls have a way of looking like beetle antenna. This St. Joan of Arc medallion is one of my most special possessions, Natalie brought it back from Paris on her last European tour.

I haven’t been doing that much home repair (107F! Too hot!) so I’ve been hiding inside and mostly doing gadgetry at night. This particular morning glory horn was unearthed at a flea market in San Antonio, with the intention of turning it into a light fixture for my ice cream parlor. Reese retrofitted the end with some foam to attach on to his Victor II from 1907, and it actually sounds really great for being so old! The sound is full and wide, and reproduces bass, piano and high horns quite well.

From the looks of it, this was a much longer horn at one time, and has been sawed off at one point (most likely so that it could fit a more “contemporary” machine). This horn has a place to hook a crane stand, so it probably went to a very early machine.

In a true archeological experiment, Reese used different grades of steel wool on the surface of the horn, and it was phenomenal transformation right before our eyes. Layers of dirt, rust, and 100+ years of age were buffed away to reveal a luna moth green, sky blue, white, and golden pinstripes. These photos were taken before the cleaning, but I will be sure to post the results. 
Here’s the horn from the side. I’m not sure my love for the morning glory bell has quite reached the level of objectum sexuality, but what a sight to behold!

Reese has been busy fixing portable suitcase players, and I’ve been watching intently to learn how they work. I was never very gifted with mechanics, but then again, if someone takes the time to show me step by step how something operates and what tools to use (as Reese does), I’m much more likely to understand it. This is my favorite kind of mechanics: one part engineering, one part craft, and a lot of improvization to find substitutions for obsolete machines.