Two of my favourite bloggers, Sue and Lisa have been featured in this month's version of How I Wear My________, with the focus this round on Wearing White. Check out theirs and other looks on Everything Just So and The Rich Life on a Budget. We're not quite so Stylishly Fashionable here, but we do have some Summer Whites for you nonetheless. . . .
Paul's been clearing out some boxes that have been stored in the basement for years and years. I was dismayed to open several of them and find treasured children's books, many with specially worded birthday or Christmas or "just because I love you" inscriptions, that had taken on a decidedly musty bouquet. I'll try some of the usual tricks for getting rid of that, but I'm not overly optimistic.
However, one of the boxes revealed a few finds that could be more easily freshened up. . . .My oldest daughter's prom dress was in there, and Nola admired its burgundy velvet glamour. What really lit up her eyes, though, was this dress, sewn by me for my oldest (Nola's mother)'s First Communion and then worn in turn by B's sisters. It was a very finicky production, as I remember -- each of those lace panels is sewn on individually -- the lace edges of the ruffle, ditto. Each ribbon strip meant a line of stitches down each edge. And all on delicate fabric that had to be eased through the presser foot.
That effort was first repaid over thirty years ago when my daughter first tried it on and then looked at herself in the mirror. Then three years later her younger sister got to take it for a spin, and after another three, Sister # 3 wore it until it got packed away and almost forgotten for two and a half decades.
Surprisingly, a gentle wash in the machine (Delicate Cycle, of course) and some time out in the sunshine to dry, and the dress looked good enough to delight another generation. I'm not sure what Nola might wear it for other than dress up -- I mean, it's a lot of dress for the 21st century, right?! (Honestly, it was more candy floss than we were prone to even back in the '80s!) We had a lovely session with the camera, though. It's pretty clear that Nana's dress is too short (honestly, I think it may have shrunk since I bought it, and I promise you that I only wear it at home now), but Nola's still pretty indulgent with Nana's sartorial faux pas.
In other news, I keep forgetting to tell you that That Which Was Lost has been Found! Yes, while Alitalia dropped the torch, KLM came through, and last week, an almost-midnight delivery reunited my daughter's family with their luggage. Six weeks after they checked it for a one-week vacation, but at least they still have perhaps another six weeks for wearing their favourite summer duds. Who knows, perhaps the Time Out will have preserved another little dress enough that it might be discovered 30+ years from now and worn by her daughter. . . .it's possible!
So what childhood treasures have travelled across the generations in your families? Or, alternatively, what monochromatic or otherwise matching dress do you and your children, grandchildren, or even friends, get up to? Or what musty discoveries have had you pausing over whether to discard or try to rescue? So many possible stories -- tell me one, if you'd like. Or just say hello -- comments are always so very welcome.