Sometimes I like to go browse vintage sewing patterns. It's entertaining, yes, but even more, I like to imagine my grandmother in the glamorous outfits.
Even though she grew up the daughter of a working-class Irish immigrant and I imagine fancy clothing was not something she enjoyed, I love imagining her strutting down the streets of Boston in an elegant suit. Maybe she imagined it, too.
You may or may not be aware that I had the joy of wearing my grandmother's wedding gown for my own wedding. Candlelight satin. Long pointed sleeves. Piping in two tiers around the skirt. Beautiful.
Your grandmother would have liked this ok for sure but your great grandmother would have LOVED it. She was quite the society belle.
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