My Yellow and White Sundress Amidst Roses in Purcellville
While my son set up his camera for engagement photos for his sister and her fiance, she took pictures of my dress with my phone.
18th Century Virginia Musings
While my son set up his camera for engagement photos for his sister and her fiance, she took pictures of my dress with my phone.
Trying to decide between a bum roll or rump pad for my gown and stays from Burnley and Trowbridge workshops. Also finessing cause of pain with the stays.
While I handsewed the gown, this fabric reminded me of pink soda-licious frothiness. Of course, all the pink works for Valentines Day!
Lots of finessing with massive research yielded another photo shoot today, auditioning the look of combining the bum roll with the new stays and gown.
After learning each technique, we tried our skills on each other with a piece of muslin. Then the mantua maker checked our attempts.
In the manner of sewing 18th century gowns, I’m impressed with how little was cut, then draped with tucks and pleats which brought definition and beauty.
Taking advantage of the great autumnal weather in Colonial Williamsburg during Prelude to Victory, I took a few pictures of my kids wearing appropriate attire.
When we purchased the fabric from Colonial Williamsburg’s Mary Dickenson store last March for her birthday, she wasn’t too certain of this 18th century print.
After wearing the simple version of this gown at Under the Redcoat, I created embellishments to fancy up the gown for other occasions.
When the fabric sample arrived, it seemed a perfect complement to the sage green silk hat that I trimmed last summer with pearls and cream ribbon.