... at the American Museum in Bath was a fab day out.
Sumptuous fabrics, garments of desire, fun and frivolity.
Ancient embroideries, tribal colours, gossamer lace, faded florals. Fingers feeling the history, love and stories in the weave.
Fineries and fripperies
Cleverly, creatively upcycled
Delights in drawers. Caroline Zoob had the key to my heart. I came home with three ... big, heavy, intricate metal keys, who knows what doors they open, whose hand has clasped them tight.
And what else came home with me? Woven French raincoat labels, a few buttons and a lovely white cotton flounced French tunic, made circa 1880 and still wearable today. I long to know who wore it before me but it is a secret it will keep within its pockets and frills forever. I shall wear it gently and its story will remain with me in its folds and turns.
We (that's VJ, little man, grandma and grandpa) had a tasty time-out and then headed for the exhibition of dresses worn by Marilyn Monroe (no photos allowed). Her sad childhood and turbulent life story written down as a black and white reminder that the smile hid a little girl's despair and desperate longing for love.
"I am good, but not an angel. I do sin, but I am not the devil. I am just a small girl in a big world trying to find someone to love." Marilyn Monroe
The museum was next - a must for little man, who loves cowboys and Indians just as much as every other little boy, and certainly as much as his mama did when she was his age, and still does!
Geronimo - a face that lived a life
Tea on the terrace, a wander around the beautiful gardens and home. A big thank you to The Washerwoman for the invitation.
"Give a girl the right shoes, and she can conquer the world" Marilyn Monroe