With a nod to Eleanor Lavish without her baedeker.
|Green, green, green Fernandez Ranch in Martinez Ca. part of the John Muir Land Trust|
Since I had brought all this up with me, and I don't pack light, I was undeterred.
|Craftily blurred out hiking boots|
|"O mio babbino caro"|
The return of the Swiss Waist, or Corselete's revenge.
My brother always asks rhetorically, "Is it a sin to like your own cooking?" No, nor is it to be pleased with an object sewn and labored over. Since I have only worn the Swiss waist once and it needed another outing, I'm giving it the fancy treatment as a ball gown.
|Overskirt of turn-of -the-century satin Ikat, liberated from another ball gown|
|OG (original gown) with the unsuspecting Lynne B.|
See how we all grow.
Ever Your Thimble Servant,