Well, there's the Maggie dress that goes with the panties. It is lined with the same material that the panties are made of. It's such a simple dress, one piece that you sew to the lining piece and turn inside out and stitch up. Voila! It wraps and I think we all need a dress like this. Well, those of us who wear dresses, that is.
I did struggle for a long damn time with the buttonholer but it wasn't the buttonholer's fault. It was mine. I was just being clumsy and dumb and things kept happening like my needle bent and I had to replace it and, oh hell.
So I really didn't get anything done today but I sure did get a lot of sweet texts. Lily took her kids and darling Lenore to the beach with her friend, Lauren, whose parents live near the beach. Somehow a firetruck was involved because Lauren's folks are volunteer fire-fighters. And ice cream. It looked like a fabulous day.
Here's Maggie. Lily says she is fearless in the water.
I'm not sure there's anything that child does fear.
I want to be Magnolia June when I grow up.
I just took a little trip down memory lane. I got a comment about the Morrison's cafeteria in Melbourne, Florida and that led me to remember that we used to go to the Trade Winds Cafeteria in Melbourne before Morrison's came in. I did a tiny google search and found that there were a chain of Trade Winds and they were replaced by Morrison's before Morrison's was replaced by Piccadilly.
Yep. That's the era I remember. Cars and everything.
And this made me want to look up the Sea Cove Cottages where we used to stay in Vero sometimes. Once, when we were hiding from my father, and several times when my aunts and uncles would all come to Florida with their kids and we would gather and have a beach reunion. I've talked about this place before and even posted a picture or two but I just love this one. It's from a postcard for sale on eBay.
I don't remember it being that big but I surely do remember those rooms. That is exactly what it looked like.
Sigh. I can almost smell those cottages. A mixture of salt and sun cured wood, mostly, mixed with some Coppertone and Sea'n'Ski tanning lotion, which is just a delicious perfume. I have so many good memories of that place. Well, except for the time we were hiding from my father but I even have a memory or two of then which I cherish.
There's a condo built where those cottages once stood now. Of course. They probably smell of potpourri.