Monday, March 29, 2010

Dear Bloom (Dress 29)

Dearest Bloom,

Once upon a time you were a lovely (yet inhumanely expensive) fabric store but several hundred metres from my house, and then came some sort of Mother-of-the-bride crisis, where Greek and Italian ladies no longer went to tailors, or required your exquisite hand-beaded extravagancies, and began buying boring things in satin. with shoulder pads. and the occasional sequin.

In memory of extravagancies, and in the event that I ever use the babillion fabric samples I picked up from the pile left on the nature strip when you closed.
(My post-passover drawing skills do not do justice to the monochrome fading that was meant to occur... Technical specifications: matte silk on a cotton shift.)
All my love,