Once dad realized if he didn’t go with her he would be left behind, they went to Brazil, where she found doilies with their version of bobbin tape lace. This is what was left over from one of the doilies
She set to designing and made all manner of bridal dresses, dresses and a tank for me.
This was one of my favorite outfits when I was younger. When she first presented it to me, all I could see were the holes and how I would be naked underneath. One flesh toned bra later and I really loved this top, but it was not without stares.
I can't believe I was ever this size
The skirt might have to be repurposed for the nomad dress I'm pulling out all of the clothing from the "repurpose" pile. Squee!!
4 comments:
Wow, your Mother was an amazing seamstress/designer. Such vision. Beautiful lace, so much potential!
What a beautiful dress! I hope you can find a way to save that beautiful lace top.
That is amazing work and what a lovely thing to have. Beautiful.
She was very creative. I can’t actually see where she has joined the laces.
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