Oh, dear. We picked these pears too soon. They were so bitter it made our mouths pucker.
My sweet friend Marcia (also one of Violet's fairy godmothers) moved away this month. Her husband retired and whisked her away to Tennessee-sniff. She is always a 'here have THIS wonderful thing' sort of person. But...when she moved and cleaned out her house, boy oh boy. I dare say we received some super specialness. I kept asking, "Are you SURE you want to get rid of that?"
Marcia seriously wanted the fur to be Violet and Piper's. For dress up. I am one to honor such requests. And though we live in Texas and though most days top 100 degrees, Violet wanders through the hall in that thing like a little queen.
Look at this beauty. It's a flapper era (I think?) bodice overlay. Imagine the hole going over your head and the rest cascading down over a dark satiny slip thing.
And the hand beading on this cashmere sweater...oh, my heart. Does anyone even MAKE clothes like this any longer?
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