I love antiques and there's this one tailors shop at the mall I frequent and every time I pass by it their window display sets off my imagination. I imagine who this dress might have been being made for, what her hopes and dreams were and what made her heart dance. I wonder what her life will be like with her new husband, how many children they will have and will she be happy?
Then I think of a mother sewing this dress for her daughter. Is her mother happy, sad, excited or all of the above? I envision the dress to be perfect for her daughters special day because the dress is being made with love and attention to detail.
Then I think of a mother sewing this dress for her daughter. Is her mother happy, sad, excited or all of the above? I envision the dress to be perfect for her daughters special day because the dress is being made with love and attention to detail.
In the display window there's also an old dress, a real beauty. It reminds me of a fairy tale wedding.
And off they rode into the sunset and lived ever after.
Yup a real fairy tale indeed.
I did a remodeling job a few years ago on an old Victorian style house here in our town. When I pulled some wallpaper off I discovered a place where someone had written their name and a date in 1904. Seeing that sparked the same kind of thoughts in me. I pictured the house, much newer, occupied by a young family who was excitedly hanging new wallpaper and getting it fixed up just the way they wanted it. I haven't the slightest idea of the house's actual history but I enjoyed imagining what it could have been! :)
ReplyDeleteI love going to favorite places, but most of all is the inspiration they give us while we're there! Great photo of the old sewing machine!
ReplyDeleteAndy, it's fun isn't it? I wonder what future generations will think when they discover some of our things we've left trails of here and there? Without imagination what would we have? No dreams, no inspirations and no fun. Thank God for imagination!
ReplyDeleteKaren very well said, have a fantastic day and thanks!
My mum had a Singer sowing machine from 1930 and all my school cloths were fixed or name tagging my uniforms with.
ReplyDeleteTo use one of these manual sowing machines to create something like a wedding dress or gown must be an amazing feeling.
Si x
The first picture is beautiful and woke up some memories of mine, it reminded me of my grandma's SINGER . . . :-) and of my grandma . . . *Sigh* :-/
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Joseph
Si, times sure have changed. I've seen machines now that are computerized, all you do is program them and the monogramming is as good as done.
ReplyDeleteJoseph, I also thought of my grandma when I seen this old machine. My grandma was a quilter and how she sewed such warm quilts I'll never know but were they ever warm. I also miss my grandma, she was a fine lady who had her own ways but I sure loved her and I hope that my grandchildren remember me for "my ways". :-) I still cherish the memories.
May the souls of our grandma's rest in peace . . . !
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Joseph
Amen to that Joseph! :-)
ReplyDeleteAwesome story and photos Darlene ! And like others commenting here, I vividly recall a Singer sewing machine like this one that my mother used - I think it was a wedding gift from her mother back in the 40's. It had a foot treadle underneath and she could make that thing 'sing' ! Which of course is why they were named Singer ;-)
ReplyDeleteAnd all of that has gone the way of the dodo bird - why sew when you can buy things for a few bucks and toss it when you don't like it anymore ! Leaves more time for blogging that way too ;-)
Thank you Rick. I love your theory why the old machines were called Singers! And wow, that's one amazing story, is the sewing machine that your mother had still in the family?
ReplyDeleteI don't even bother to think of sewing clothes other than alterations, you can't buy the material for less than you can get an outfit on sale. It's too bad because the younger generation has no need to learn how to sew. Which makes me wonder if my daughter has even taken her machine that I bought her last Christmas (2009) out of the box yet... hmmm. I'm going to have to check on that! And yup, more time for blogging is a good thing!
Have a fantastic day/night and I'll catch up to comments here yet!
Unfortunately my mother got hoodwinked out of her Singer by a smooth-talking salesman who sold her an electric model. I don't think she was ever as happy with that one as her old one. She's been looking to find one like her old one again but no luck so far.
ReplyDeleteRick that is so unfortunate, those darn salesman who could talk people out of house and home... thank goodness they're not around anymore, well not here anyways. Have you taken your mom to antique auction sales?
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