Oh, well. It's probably because my husband is taking the photo for me as we are watching the granddaughter and getting ready to go inside for supper. And I am talking - saying something like, "Will you try and get a picture of me this time? Not the entire prairie panoramic with me as a dot in the middle?" Maybe next week will be better.
This dress arrived in the mail (via ebay) and I immediately put it on and wore it all day. It began with a strange listing for a 99 cent red dress by a famous Italian designer from long ago. The seller also had this dress for 99 cents so I splurged and combined shipping - wondering what would actually arrive! I was the only bidder.
I was very happy with my impromptu purchases! This dress is by Dawn Joy and is most likely a 1970's knit. It's one of those early-day knits that was a bit scratchy. It's a true wrap style which concerned my the first five minutes. After that, I forgot I even had it on - it fits snugly enough that the flap stays close by. And I was wearing my slimmer slip type thing underneath that I know always stays put.
I have on Skechers sandals that my mom gave to me and a camisole top from Nine West. No jewelry, hair pulled back. Just a day of trying to get 1,000 things done!
The red dress that came with it is a 1960's red wool, drop waist, shirt dress with a pleated skirt - made by Louis Feraud. According to his company website he began in the 1950's. He designed for Brigitte Bardot for many of her movies. Of course, since it's not a recognized name by the usual crowd of ebayers - no one had even bid on it before I plopped down my 99 cents. I am going to take it to the dry cleaners to be pressed and ready for Fall!
In other news, we are just counting down the days now until half of our family moves to El Paso. Plane tickets are $250 and up, and the drive is a miserable 14 hours across the dryest and most deserted parts of Kansas, Oklahoma, Texas and New Mexico. The granddaughter who has lived with me most all of her first three years will soon be very far away. Neither of us is prepared. I'm trying to enjoy each day and not get depressed unless absolutely necessary.
Here she is fishing with Grandpa at our ponds over the weekend while Momma and Daddy were packing boxes for the move.
She's wearing whatever Grandpa could find in the drawer of odd clothes left at my house. Her sweatpants are size 18 months and we keep them handy for just such emergencies. The boots she found in the closet in her room - among the thrifted items I buy and put away just in case. She was very excited that they fit and they're purple! She calls her hairstyle "wild and free" and that's the way she likes it!