With the talk about Mother's style - the cute car and the "flapper style" clothes, I remembered this treasure from my cedar chest. Needless to say, the fabric is disintegrating, but the style is still there. What a pretty dress it must have been - and by the stitching it appears to have been store bought. I wonder if that was a rarity for Mother as she grew up, or if they were able to buy most of their dresses. (The dress is in dire need of ironing, but I am not sure the fabric would survive in the heat. Any ideas about how to preserve what is left?)I don't remember this whole story, but it goes something like this. One time Judy and I were among several girls at school who were asked to model (?) dresses or older style clothing that our mother may have kept. I felt very demure (!) about the whole idea - but Judy was very brave and because she said she would do it, I had to go along. I think this is the dress I wore (impossible, you say - but I was very thin back then) but I am not certain which dress Judy wore. The fabric literally disintegrated while I was wearing the dress, so we held it together with pins - and I did not wear it for very long.
