I will forever love wearing hand-me-downs from my family. Especially the vintage items. Although, I’m sure my mom doesn’t appreciate that her High School graduation dress is considered vintage. But that just means I’m getting old, too. So we’ll accept that, and step into our wise, womanhood with grace and beauty, and the perfect amount of chutzpah!
(Chutz·pah: audacity, cheek, guts, nerve, boldness, temerity.)
I think we can handle that. 😉
I’ve admired this dress since I was a little girl. Back then I likened it to something straight out of Little House on the Prairie.
Today, my nieces would probably say this is an Ana dress. (With Elsa hair, I suppose.) Considering the ground is snow-covered and quite “Frozen”, if you will!
This Gunne Sax dress ties up in a bow in the back.
Attracts furry friends, like most photo shoots on the farm do. Dogs love to photo bomb. It’s their job, you know.
And comes with comfortable pockets. Not sure if Laura Ingalls Wilder had those.
“I am beginning to learn that it is the sweet, simple things of life which are the real ones after all.”
I’ve arrived at the same conclusion, Laura.
Here we have vintage lace, and lace-up boots.
As well as a classic, laced, velvet bodice. Paired with delicate, flower-patterned, cotton sleeves.
“Home is the nicest word there is,” she said.
( – Miss Laura Ingalls Wilder, again.)
I, myself, hear it calling to me often. Sometimes it’s a place I visit, where family and horses reside. Often it’s within my own heart, and wherever I am with the people who help it beat stronger each day.
“find your home within“
( – past post)
“walk confidently in the direction of your dreams”
( – H.D. Thoreau),
and come to know that they may be
“the sweet, simple things of life”
( – L.I. Wilder).
Sending you an abundance of #NativeGypsies #love,
Makie (on the prairie!)