I bought some pretty little dresses from a lovely lady on Saturday.
This one was hand made by her mother and is in absolutely wonderful condition. The lady was, I guess, in her early 70’s, so the dress which looks to fit a 3-4 year old, must date to the late 30’s. The cotton has a formal stiffness to it, the puffed sleeves and neckline are edged with little frills and the bodice has the most amazingly neat smocking.
And just look at the back …
… a double row of pearly white buttons, each one fastened with a little elasticated loop. A mother’s love carefully sewn into every minute stitch of this gorgeous little dress.
From the same lady came these two baby dresses. Soft, silky, creamy fabric, again beautifully made with intricate smocking and the same mother-of-pearl buttons. These two have a couple of marks on them that I am hoping will come out without too much trouble.
I will be taking the dresses to the next antiques fair and really do hope they will go to someone who will love and care for them as carefully as their original owner.
For me, these little dresses, painstakingly made by a mother for her child, really do epitomize the true meaning of the saying ‘a labour of love’.