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Dresses of an age and imagined Tales




My sister is an avid vintage clothing collector and wearer and I've sourced these pieces from her.  I have always loved vintage, for the style but also the stories I imagined the wearer had all those decades ago.  I've created stories around these few items, and will be building on them each week.  Who do you imagine these women were? Where did they wear these items? Why don't you write your own version in the comments section?  All pieces are up for a new body to rock them. 

If you'd like one or two or more, send me a mail at calmgold08@gmail.com and we'll talk Rands and cents.

 Vintage love xoxo

Dress 1: "My Mother's Black Dress"





The Black Dress: It's 1929, I'm going to my first party. It's in the city somewhere. The city scares me, everyone there is beautiful and bold, like my mother. This is her dress, she's the stylish one. She's also the most beautiful woman I've ever met.  Me? I'm my father's daughter, he's not a good looking man. Neither is he nice. Maybe that's why mother wears black. Maybe not. Whatever her reasons, tonight I will wear her, be her, my mother. I will look outside, what I am not within, or without and hope he will see me. 

Dress 2: "I kissed him at a picnic"





The Picnic Dress

Dress 3: The Job I've Always Wanted





Dress 4: (You tell the story, where would she be going in this?)






Dress 5: Tell Him I Love Him





Dress 6: (You tell the story, where would she be going in this?)






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