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?)

Comments

SMELL THE ROSES THEN GROW NEW ONES

My father visited me a few weeks ago. It was the first time in my life that I'd been alone with him in one house for an entire week. I was hosting, the house was mine, my first in my name (once the bond is paid off) and I wanted him to be proud. He was, but he had some thoughts on areas of improvement. It upset me, why couldn't a full 20 minutes pass before a critique followed a compliment. Then I realized, thaaaat's where I get it from. I do that to myself. Eeek! It took me two days to share with him, that, I just wanted him to be proud and not look at what could be done better. He was really sweet about it and I'll tell you what he said later. But he wasn't wrong. There was a whole lot that could be done better. I knew it, I just didn't have budget for it, his assessment was spot on but I just wanted him not assess and just beam with pride. I've wanted my father to be proud of me since I was 14 and I went to him with that 97% history result. He asked...

A Successful Woman is her own Man?

Does Success Have a Gender? I had an interesting conversation with some fellaz last night and a statement stuck and really disturbed me. One of the gents chimed "the woman of today is her own man!" What? Yeah, well here is how we got to that. When talking about the reasons the millennial woman marry, I proposed that now more than ever, this woman that includes myself, no longer feels the need to marry for economic reasons. She will most likely marry for love, companionship, to bare children, a myriad of reasons, with economic upliftment ranked lower in the motivations. Essentially she will marry because she wants to. Yes, extended family (and immediate) may put pressure, yes gold diggers exist (and hey that's a strategy in itself), but I'm talking about the self motivated, self assured woman - she will decide for herself, who she will marry and why, because she can. In the gentleman responsible for the comment's view, she is able to do the above because ...

Tendayi Grows Things

Search This Blog