Saturday, September 6, 2014

Underneath it all

I did not realize -- though I should have -- that there is, indeed, a science to girdles.  I came across an article in a 1959 Co-ed magazine, that explains how to choose your girdle.  Here goes:

  • Those with larger tummies should wear a girdle with a non-stretch front panel, to keep the area "controlled firmly."  Light boning will also add some control.
  • For hippy girls, wear a girdle with double elastic or non-stretch panels on the sides.
  • If you want a more flattering back view, the non-stretch panel should be in back, or try a "down-stretch" back panel.
  • If you are a girl who is trying to create curves from a straight up and down figure, you want a higher waisted girdle, because it will act as a cincher. 
  • If your hips measure "as much as 12 inches more than your waist,"  a zippered girdle will be easier to get into.
How to get into your girdle:
Turn it partially inside out, waistband folded toward garters.  Step in and pull the folded part up.  Grab the waistband and pull it into place. 

It all sounds so much easier on paper.............

To figure your girdle, panty girdle, or garter belt size:  measure your waist, not too snugly.  That's it. 

To properly don a bra: hold it around your chest, lining up the back fasteners without hooking them.  Lean forward "so the bosom falls into the cups."  Then hook yourself up.  I don't know how this would work if you wear a modern front fastening bra though.

To measure bra size:  Measure around your chest, just under the bust and straight across the back.  Add 5 to this number (for example, if you measure 27 inches, add 5, and the band size will be 32.)  For cup size, measure across the fullest part of the bust and all around the back.  The difference between this number and your band size will give you your cup size:
  • Under 1" = AA cup
  • 1" = A cup
  • 2" = B cup
  • 3" = E cup
  • 4" = D cup
If you are between sizes, try both the larger and smaller sizes to see which one is the best fit. 

Almost every woman will find that she is wearing the wrong bra size, once she gets herself properly measures.  Trust me, it makes all the difference in the world.

Saturday, August 30, 2014

Street Style and The Dilley Act

I wonder what teenaged girls thought of Col. John Dilley.  In 1954, he issued orders that female family members of US Army soldiers stationed in Frankfurt, Germany, dress like ladies.  Banned were shorts, bare midriffs, overalls, and bareback sunsuits.  Yikes!

He also outlawed girls showing up on the street in curlers, unless head and curlers were covered with a scarf or headgear.  Gotta say, curlers in public make me crazy, and I'm not sure that even I went out in them back in the day -- and my thick, wavy hair takes forever to dry.  Going out in public in curlers has never been ok in my book.  A girl has to have standards, after all.  And thank God for curling irons.

Designers were elated.  Harvey Berin declared "what a man!"  He complained about seeng girls on Fifth Avenue in dungarees, saying "my first impulse was to whistle for the police and a paddy wagon, "and get those cowgirls off Fifth Avenue and out of town."   Sally Victor, the famed milliner, wanted him to preach his gospel to every city and town stateside as well.  Her exact words were "The bare midriff.  All that meat - and often potatoes too!"  I guess Ms. Victor didn't like a muffin top.  I'm sure that the late 60s and 70s gave her a serious case of the vapors.

Even Ceil Chapman weighed in, saying that strapless and low cut dresses had no place on the streets.  Her feeling about jeans?  "And tight Levi's on large ladies strain more than the seams, obviously.  First, domestic relations, and now international ones!"  Mollie Parnis declared "if this colonel can abolish grown women in shorts approximately the size of a diaper, he will be hailed as a great humanitarian!"  The Syracuse Post-Standard even offered up that he may be considered for Man of the Year.

Celebrity street style is of interest nowadays, with the paparazzi stalking people of note in parking lots, at the gym, and even ice cream shops.  Celebs get huge sums of money to be seen in a designer's fashions, so dresses are being seen more and more on the street, and jeans less so.  Maybe we should all take a hint from them and dress a bit more for our day.  I'm sure Col. Dilley would approve.

Saturday, July 5, 2014

The Uglification of Fashion

When Yves Saint Laurent showed his Spring/Summer collection in 1971,  an uproar ensued.  YSL had had some big shoes to fill some years earlier, taking over designing for the House of Dior after the death of Christian Dior.  He had created some beautiful looks before branching off on his own, with a successful house that created the iconic Mondrian look.  By the time 1971 had come around, people were believers in the designer, who was still the youngest couturier showing in Paris.  But disaster hit with the spring collection.  One French critic called it Une Grande Farce -- pretty harsh criticism, coming from a countryman.  American papers called it "hideous," proclaiming it to be the start of the "uglification of fashion."


What set them off?  Europeans, especially the French, were upset at the fact that it was inspired by the 40s.  They felt that he was romanticing the occupation of France by Germany -- it was, after all, only 25 years or so after it had happened.  Too soon?  Think about it.  What if an American designer had been inspired by Pearl Harbor, or by the events of 9/11?  Granted, YSL had chosen an era in fashion, but the outcry showed just how emotional fashion can be.

American critics hated the clunky shoes, the over-sized revers, and even the chunkier than normal models he used.  They noted that the huge shoes - designed by Vivier -- sported platform soles, four inch heels and T-straps, which thrust the model's posture into an odd forward posture.  One fashion critic called the shoes "repellent," and said that the model's could barely walk in them.
Critics noted that younger girls could get away with his mini skirts, which were noted to be the shortest in Paris, and that they'd have fun playing dress up in the campy couture he showed.  Mature ladies?  Not so much.  They, in fact, called the entire European couture trend "suicidal," saying that the thought of the Paris designers was that they wanted to focus on the ready to wear arm of their business -- where the real money was made -- rather than the couture.

Whether this was truth or not, it was somewhat prophetic.  Some time later, YSL -- who was the first couturier to put out a ready to wear collection --  cracked under the pressure of creating 2 couture and 2 ready to wear collections a year, and handed the ready to wear off to his assistants.  It died a fairly quick death after that, and he eventually closed his couture house as well.  He died in 2008 as a result of brain cancer.

(Photo, courtesy of AspenPeak magazine.)

Friday, July 4, 2014

Wherein, I Fail as a Wife

Excerpts from "How to Help Your Husband Succeed, from Modern Bride Magazine, 1956:

....helping your husband to succeed at his job is an important part of being a wife....Just as your husband's personality will influence the emotional climate of your home, so will your attitudes and behavior be vitally responsible for his success on the job.

Obvious though it may seem, a man's good work depends in large measure upon his good health.  That's why a wife who is doing her part as a helpmate keeps an orderly house and provides appetitizing and nourishing meals two or three times a day.  No man who goes off to work without an adequate breakfast can put forth his best efforts.  And that's why, too, there are occasions when a wife sees to it that her husband doesn't overeat or take one drink too many if he has to go to work the next day.

Besides making a point of being understanding, wives can save their husbands' time.  A husband hard at work on his job has little time for running necessary errands so a wife who combines his shopping with ehr own performs a valuable servce and permits him the needed respite of an unrushed lunch hour.

...Once your husband has his wardrobe in order, it will be largely up to you to keep it that way.  The cleaning, the laundry, the mending of socks and the turning of shirt collars---these are your responsibilities.

The point is, quite simply: while a husband concentrates on his job, a wife can concentrate on helping him.  By keeping things where he can easily find them, by having his raingear and muffler handy when the weather threatens, by tactfully showing him when to be formal and when to wear spots clothes, a wife displays the tenderness of her concern, as well as her ambition for her mate.

Let's just say this:  I don't cook, my organizational skills are non-existent (unless you are talking about work, and then it's totally different), my cleaning skills are marginal at my husband would obviously be a dismal failure in life, and it would be all my fault.  We would probably sit around in wrinkled clothes, eat junk food, and drink too much.  And be perfectly happy.

Wednesday, July 2, 2014

What Were They Thinking?

Here's another ad from 1906.  This was an era where corsets were though to promote health, despite the pigeon breast styles that misshaped the spine.  Sure, it supported the back and bust, but at what cost?  These types of corsets make me shiver.

And notice it is "perfect for bathing" -- meaning swimming, I presume.  Can you imagine getting into the water with this on?  That is even more punishment.  And it holds the bust either high or low.  I am wondering when one would want the girls held low?  I'm wondering if something is lost in the verbiage here, and if they mean flatness as opposed to gravitational pull, because I can't imagine anyone wanting a saggy look.  Perhaps it just means high, to enhance decolletage, and low means a more natural look, like a day look where you aren't putting the girls on display.  I'm flummoxed.

Either way, I am certain that men came up with these corsets, because no woman in her right mind would subject herself to this.  But maybe that's just me.

Friday, June 20, 2014

Without Prejudice

I found this ad for corsets in a 1906 Delineator Magazine.  "It weighs nothing and outweighs prejudice."

That quote stopped me in my tracks, and made me wonder what in the world they were punishing women with now.  Body shaming has been around since Eve ate the apple.  From what I read in the details of the ad, I think it means that no matter how rolypoly/curvaceous/Rubenesque/curvy/fluffy/whatever adjective you want to use, this corset will take care of it.  (Add to the list, of course, skinny/beanpole/whatever thin adjectives you want to add, too.  No prejudice, after all.)

What  find interesting is that this is an ad from 1906.  This was not only time for the S-bend corset, but was also nearing the end of the corset era, period.  The corset shown is a more traditional Victorian, late 1800s one.  Interesting ad, considering that the magazine is one for the newest sewing patterns of that month.  It also shows just how important Paris was, even then, and even in random places such as Cleveland, Ohio.  My (new) husband is from Cleveland.  I can't speak for all of Cleveland, of course, but there is a large population of immigrant families there, and even more so in the early 1900s.  My husband's family came there right around this time, as did his mother's.

I need to do some more research on corset history, to see how the working class women's corset use may have varied from upper class, and how American vs immigrants may have used foundation garments.  But that will have to wait, as I'm doing some very in depth study of Ceil Chapman right now.  So for now, feast on this website, which is a veritable feast of corset history, photos, and trivia.  I may or may not have been known to browse it for long periods of time during work. Don't say you weren't warned.

Thursday, June 19, 2014

1960, in Feathers, Sequins and Spangles.

And now, for some Norman Norell awesomeness.  This is from the September 26, 1960 issue of Life Magazine. In case you can't see the details here, the dress on the left is a yellow plaid wool skirt that is topped with a purple sequined bodice.  That's some 80's color realness, in a 50's-60's style.  Hidden in the corner is a red ostrick coat.  WOWZA!  Next is the more expected sequin top with red skirt.  Moving to the right, an iconic look: a slim sheath dress with a fox hem, and dig those Breakfast at Tiffany's opera gloves.  LOVE that look.  The barfly to the right has a jacket that is lined with sequins.  Next up, fully sequined white sheath and a spangled black knit dress.

Apparently, Mr Norell had a shiny year n 1960.  LOVE the art direction in these photos.  It's old school Vogue, but in Life.  It's the kind of stuff that you just don't see in Vogue anymore (::cough:: Anna Wintour needs to retire ::cough::) unless Grace Coddington is involved.  She is an artistic genius.  Mental note: still haven't read her book.  Need to.

1960 meant that Mr Norell was feeling strong colors.  These pictures show lots of purples, reds, and this fabulous yellow trapeze coat that I just love.  He was clearly also inspired by the 20s, with a side of Gigi thrown in.  Notice the raccoon eye look he favors.  Both the colors and the heavy eye makeup are revisited in the 80s.  (Think Robert Palmer videos.)  Alas, not the gloves and hats.  We need to bring back gloves and hats.  Seriously.

An $850 outfit that today would cost you just shy of $6600.  Mr. Norell was so adamant about not having bad copies made of his garments that he actually offered to give the pattern away -- free -- to any manufacturer who wanted it.  I find that fascinating, and wonder what the caveats were.  I will try to dig and find more on that.  Remember, this is an era where designers were just starting to figure out licensing of their fashions.  Christian Dior sent his models out on the street covered in muslin sheets when they did photo shoots, so that no one could steal the designs before they were presented.  These guys were SERIOUS about protecting their designs. 

And lastly, the ostrich coat.  Because everyone needs a red ostrich coat in their life, yes?

Friday, June 13, 2014


I've been working on expanding the Ceil Chapman Wikipedia page, because it just didn't do justice to her talents.  Don't judge -- it's the first time I've edited in Wikipedia, and the original page was a mess.  It's now a work in progress, but at least it has more than minor details.

While I was reading about her, I came across an interesting article that spoke about her providing dresses for a fashion show in Baton Rouge.  Another designer who was supplying dresses was Robert Darieux, who I had never heard of before.  He's an interesting character.

Apparently, he was born in France, to a family of Colombian diplomats -- doesn't that sound so mysterious -- but was an admirer of American woman, who he designed for.  His love for fashion came from attending social functions around the world, so he decided to become a designer.  He was known for clean lines with intricate details, and superb workmanship.  He also built foundations into his garments, so that bras and corselettes weren't necessary. He had a boutique in New York, and designed for a number of stars (unnamed) as well as well dressed women from the U.S., Europe, and South America.

A quote I found really funny, but a sign of the times:  "I believe that women dress to please the men -- and the men definitely do NOT admire many of the freakish European styles."  The article, written in 1962's Baton Rouge Advocate, made me wonder what in the world was freakish about European styles?  True, by then, Christian Dior had died, Fath was gone, and the love of French fashion was fading -- soon to be replaced by love for British fashion, but to call it "freakish" seems a bit harsh.

In searching, I've thus far only come across this Darieux creation, which apparently has already been sold from the Ruby Lane store where it was listed.

It's very early Betty Draper, isn't it?  It's very pretty but simple, but I'm pretty sure that that collar would drive me nuts.  I will have to be on the hunt for other non-freakish Darieux, moving forward.

Once I'm done with my Ceil Chapman research, that is.

Sunday, June 8, 2014


My friend Sally takes Ambien.  As a result, she has some crazy weird dreams, many of which she blogs.  I can't find the link right now, but trust me, they are weirder dreams than mine, and that's saying something.  She also has some of the other side effects of Ambien, like eating in the middle of the night, and doing other things that she doesn't remember.  She woke up one morning with burs stuck all over her nightgown.  She still isnt' sure what happened there, but her husband started trying to be more cautious about keeping an eye on her, especially when they are camping.

For some reason, the internet has a draw after she's taken her Ambien.  Like the time she ordered 50 pounds of gluten free pasta in her sleep.  I mean, she likes pasta, but 50 pounds? She also posts a lot on Facebook after Ambien, which is pretty random, as well as hilarious.  I'm not sure that this exchange between herself and her daughter could be blamed on the Ambien, but it's a small example of why I love her so much.

Sally:  Laying here worrying for more than an hor.  Can't turn my brain off.  Isn't the Ambien supposed to turn that off?
Sally:  Things to worry about: Josh, the flower beds, should we buy new furniture, who's going to take care of the pets next weekend, why didn't we ever move Jewel downstairs, if I go to the sofa now Ebby will want out of the mudroom, that sofa is uncomfortable to sleep on.  I hate that sofa; we need a new one........and the beat goes on!
Sally:  Corri, why I'm not worried about her, Chad, while I'm at it, vacation, why am I so itchy...
Sally:  Chad's dentist apt.  I'm hungry, but I'm not supposed to snack after I take Ambien, but I know what's going on, but I'm not supposed to be on FB after I take Ambien - because I do crazy shit......Maybe I should delete this whole post!
Corri:  Uh....Josh is ok.
The flower beds are fine for now.
What's next weekend?
Jewel came and went over a decade ago.
Yes, Ebby wants to be near you.
I'm sorry, you can sleep on our couch if you want to, or our bed.
Not sure why you're not worried about me.
Dunno why you're worried about Chad.
Vacation will be awesome!
Because we are itchy people.
His appointment will go great.
Don't eat.
Go to sleep.
I love you <3 span="">
Sally:  What do you mean his appointment will go great?  He has one?  I suck.  It took me more than a week to check in on him. No what?  SHOULD I be worried about you?
Sally:  Uh, Father's Day and race at France Park?
Corri: All of the answers go with each question you asked.
In order.
You don't suck.
You're sleepy.
Sally:  I'm still awake and downstairs now.  You didn't answer me.  SHOULD I be worried about you?  Did you know about the race next weekend?
Corri:  No.
And yes.

For the record, Josh and Corri are her kids.  Chad is Corri's boyfriend.  Jewel was their rabbit, and Ebby is one of their dogs.

Love. These. People. SO. Much.  It's like Sethanese on drugs. I deemed it Ambien-head sometime back, and some of the best late-night entertainment out there.

Friday, June 6, 2014

How to Properly Prevent Snow Down South

I came across a 1959 issue of Co-Ed magazine that contains a nice article about foundation garments and lingerie, and though I'd share, especially for those who don't even remember what a slip is.  They're harder to find these days, and today's nylon and polyester feel NOTHING like vintage nylon.  Lead me down an aisle blindfolded, and I'll be able to pick out the vintage slips by feel alone -- not to mention how pretty they are.

"A slip or petticoat is worn, not only for beauty, but as a 'lining' for your dress, and should have the same silhouette as the fashion you're wearing.  That's why petticoats or half slips are best under separates, while fitted, full slips are worn under unbelted and princess line dresses.  When out on a shopping trip, you'll want to remember:

  • slips and petticoats should fit as well as your clothes.
  • They should be opaque, especially when worn under sheers.
  • Like girdles, half slips and petticoats go by waist measurement and are labelled Small, Medium, or Large.
  • Full slips are sized according to bust measurement
  • Since sizes vary, be sure to try on before buying, so you can see that fit and length are right for yo.
  • Look for wash and wear fabrics, firmly stitched seams, and washable trimmings that won't come off.
And keep your invisible wardrobe as if it showed!

Friday, May 23, 2014

The Candidates' Wives Fight

Back in the 1960 election, it wasn't just Nixon's five o'clock shadow vs. John Kennedy's good looks.  There was also a brouhaha created when the candidates' wives had a tiff over clothing.  I'm not sure who started it, but Jacqueline Kennedy swore that she didn't spend as much on her clothing as Pat Nixon.  She said that Pat shopped at Elizabeth Arden, but Pat said she bought most of her clothes off the rack.  Someone accused Mrs. Kennedy of spending $3000 a year on Paris fashions, to which she responded "I couldn't spend that much unless I wore sable underwear."

That may be the one and only time Mrs. Kennedy would be heard speaking about unmentionables in publich.

Pat Nixon said the politically correct thing about loving American designers, again implying that Mrs Kennedy only shopped the French designers.  She did like Givenchy and some of the other French designers, but also wore American designers like Norman Norell (who is from a town not far from where I live).  Indeed, her signature look as First Lady was designed by Oleg Cassini who, despite his name, was born a Russian aristocrat but who was naturalized as a US citizen before Jackie commissioned him, and after serving in the Coast Guard in World War II.  It doesn't get more American than that.  He was the one who came up with her pillbox hats and dress and coat combinations, setting the American fashion world on fire.  Mrs Nixon, unfortunately, faded into oblivion fashion-wise, though she did get her turn as First Lady later on.

The photo above, attributed to Life Magazine, shows a pregnant Mrs Kennedy at the Tiffany Ball  in Newport, in 1957.  The designer is not named, but it was unusual to see Mrs Kennedy in something this detailed, as she began to favor simple, classic lines later on.  This dress is just lovely, though, with its beading and shirring and, unbelievably, it's not French.  It's Italian, by Sorelle Fontana.  Of course, this was before her husband became a candidate for the presidency, and before her dispute with Mrs. Nixon began.  Fontana, of course is remembered not only for ball gowns made for such beauties as Ava Gardner and Princess Grace of Monaco, but also for making the wedding dress for Audrey Hepburn, before she called the whole thing off.

Look at this lovely dress, which is now housed in the John F. Kennedy Library.  Looks like I need to make a trip to Boston.

Saturday, May 17, 2014

Pucci, or Not Pucci?

I was watching Mad Men last week (of course), and was taken, like many, by Meghan's dress in the house party scene.  It has widely been said to be a Pucci.

I posed the idea on another blog that unlike what most people have said, that it's not an actual Pucci.  I've looked at numerous screen shots of this dress, and haven't seen the "Emilio" signature that Pucci used to sign his prints.  I finally gave up, thinking I must be missing something, because numerous people have called it an actual Pucci.  But then I found these ads from a McCall's magazine, which are "based on an Italian design":

Because I'm me -- meaning, insanely curious -- I started wondering if these patterns are based on a Pucci design.  I've come to decide that they are.  Yes, Pucci made some patterns for McCall's later in the 50s, but the ones shown are earlier. Perhaps McCall's couldn't make a deal with him yet.  Perhaps they didn't realize the scope of his popularity till Sophia and Marilyn started wearing him.  In either event, I'm pretty sure that these patterns are based on Pucci designs.  I could be wrong, of course, but I'm going with it.

Which gets us back to Meghan's dress.  Again, I'm pretty sure it's NOT Pucci.  I don't see a signature on it, AND the AMC site, calls it a "Pucci-like" dress.  I'm thinking that if they actually put her in a real, vintage Pucci, they'd call it one.  And if they did, the vintage world should be upset, because a true vintage Pucci should be in a museum, or at the very least, not handled without gloves, much less worn on a hot film set.  So now  I can sleep, not worried about the fate of a Pucci.

And by the way, did you know that Emilio Pucci created capri pants?  He was, of course, from the isle of  Capri.  He was known for designing comfortable clothes.  His dresses were usually constructed of silk jersey -- Diana Vreeland said it was like wearing nothing at all.  So should we be surprised that he would create capri pants, which are perfect for beach and resort wear?  I think not.

I'll leave you with a photo of Marilyn, in Pucci.  Only she could rock a plain orang top like this, and make it so sexy.  That is, of course, thanks to the construction, good foundation garments, and that Marilyn mystique.  

And here is her favorite chartreuse Pucci dress.  She was later buried in it.

Saturday, April 12, 2014


There's nothing that I don't love about this photo.  I would give her all the candy in the world for a hat like that.  It screams Edwardian period, but it's so hard to date children's photos completely accurately.  I feel like an entire children's book series could be written, based on this photo alone.  Her name would be Lilian, and she would carry a special treasure in the muff.  Sadly, she would hate the hat.  And the shoes would pinch.

Photo, courtesy of Cabinet Card Gallery

Tuesday, February 4, 2014

The Match Game

I heretofore label these posts "Match Game" because I just think it's so much fun to find a pattern that matches a dress from back in the day, like I did here and here.  This time it's this super sexy Simplicity pattern:

that has met its mate here:
Sexy, oui?  But then you add the jacket and it all goes to pot:
Why anyone would want to cover up that beautiful criss crossed bodice is beyond me.  Maybe the designer was like me -- I was sent to prom in the halter bridesmaid's dress I had worn in my sister's wedding, with strict instructions NOT to remove the sheer capelet that went over it, lest the young Y chromosomes nearby be overwhelmed with my shoulders.  

That sucker was off as soon as I got in my date's car, and I never put it on again the rest of the night.

The pattern, in case you are interested, is for sale in my store -- it's Simplicity 1619.

(Photo, courtesy of 1937 Dry Goods)

Thursday, January 23, 2014

Why I Love Winter

1. Snuggling under blankets.
2. Hot Cocoa.
3. Fireplaces.
4. Beef stew.
5. Coats.

So here's a little coat porn for you.
Montgomery Ward, 1941
Montgomery Ward, 1941
Montgomery Ward, 1941

Montgomery Ward, 1941
Interestingly, the ones from 1941 were probably designed before wartime rationing went into effect -- look at all that extra fabric and trim.  A couple of years later, coats would look very different.  Either way, they are to die for.  I'll take the blue one, and the leopard lined white one, please.

Tuesday, January 21, 2014

A Little Warm Up

I am one of those weirdos who just loves winter.  I can't get enough of snow. I love the cold.  I love winter clothes, and hot cocoa, and even driving in snow.  LOVE it.  But for those who prefer the warmer climate, here's a little something to remind you of warmer days.

Pictures, courtesy of Pageant Magazine.

Monday, January 6, 2014

Slipper Loveliness

I always have slippers on my feet.  My daughter bought me some comfy socks last year for Christmas, but it's slippers for me.  Usually I wear my boyfriend's manly slipons when I want to be comfy, but my mom got me some red sequined slippers this year, complete with a bow on the vamp.  All I have to do is click my heels and say "there's no place like home."

Vintage patterns for slippers are more unusual finds, so I was surprised when I came across this one.  I will say, I have handled thousands of patterns over the years, and never before have I ever seen one like this:

Personally, I think it's amazing.  I posted it on the Vintage Fashion Library facebook page, and the question was posed "where do you get the materials to make something like this?"  The answer was rather interesting.  The heels could be made from pre-fashioned cork insoles, which apparently could be bought back in the day.  They could also be made from a 12" x 16" cork placemat.  Interesting.  The sides and heels are constructed from layers of 1/16" cardboard.  I guess it's not something you'd want to get wet, but then again, they're slippers, so you wouldn't wear them out of the house, I guess.

I'm sure that nowadays you could find suitable materials that might work even better, given the vast array of plastics, neoprene, and everything else that is available out there, but with my feet, I suspect I couldn't wear them.  I have feet that are almost a complete half size different from each other, plus I can't wear flats or my back screams for mercy.  Even so, they could be worked into a costume of some sort, I'm sure.  Isn't it a great pattern?  Available here.

Wednesday, January 1, 2014

Happy New Year!

It's snowing here in Indianapolis, so I thought I would show you a) something for warmer weather and b) another one of my favorites:  a pattern/garment matchup.  This one isn't completely matching (see the back view), but it's close enough to satisfy me.  This is one VERY sexy swimsuit -- from 1956 -- and it's all done without showing a lot of skin.

Amazeballs, yes?