Hopefully, this isn't too redundant for those of you who have been following me from the start, but I think most of you are more recent followers. So last year, I bought an incredible 40s gator purse at work. The purse is epic, but the best feature of the purchase was what I found tucked in one of the zipper pockets - a telegram, from 1946.
Now, when it comes to old things, I tend to be a huge romantic. (Whereas I'm basically a giant cynic when it comes to everything else... derp.) So when I found this I thought - "Eeee!!! This guy sent a telegram to his sweetheart when he got back from the war, she tucked it into her purse, and it's been there ever since!!" The cynic in me rolled my eyes at myself, but as it turns out, that's exactly what happened. Thanks to my good pal the Internet, I ended up solving some mysteries. Audrey & William did get married when he got home, and they had 5 kids. I looked up the home phone number of one of their daughters, and made a very strange phone call to Maryland. It was such a shot in the dark, but I wanted to know more about Audrey & William - and most importantly, I wanted them to have the telegram back. In the end, it was returned to its rightful owners, and I'm still lucky enough to have and cherish Audrey's gator purse.
Audrey & William's family was kind enough to send me some photos of the two from the 40s, you can check out this adorable couple here. As if all that weren't lovely enough, it resulted in me becoming friends with Audrey & William's great granddaughter, Emily. On Sunday, I had the pleasure of meeting her & her family, who happened to be on a vacation to Washington.
Emily is just-the-sweetest, and brought me some incredible goodies - 2 bakelite bangles, some lush new mink friends, and a pretty pewter bangle. (Thank youuuu!) She definitely did not need to do any such thing, for meeting her was already such a treat. This story still boggles my mind. Jaynie calls this kind of crazy universe situation "cosmuckery". It's not just a matter of "oh hey small world", it's illustrates how we can all be intertwined by threads we aren't even aware of. All it takes is something like a purse, a telegram, and some googling... and here we are, our lives randomly running into one another.
Ahhh! Ok - onto the clothes portion of a massive geek out.
After meeting Emily, I attempted to clean my apartment before I met up with Jaynie. Uhh... yeah, that didn't work. (Of course, it took me only 15 minutes to clean everything the next day. Good lord, Sara.) I may or may not have been kind of grumpy & faking it for the first few of these shots. But that changed pretty quickly, because that's what hanging out with your best friend does. I only share this with you to explain this photo - which couldn't be left out, for it was too good. Being a 27 year old baby.
The wider yellow carved one in front is from Emily - how gorgeous is that?!
This poor dress. I kid you not, there are at least 50 holes in it. It's swiss cheese status. Yet I will wear it til it straight up falls off me & turns to dust. The rayon jersey has an unusual slightly glossy sheen to it, which I've never seen. Someday it will meet the True Death, but the time has yet to come as far as I'm concerned. When it comes to my closet, I may be an era snob, but I'm not one to bat an eye at questionable condition. In some cases, it actually just makes me love something more. But then again, I think I'm morbidly attracted to the decay (hell, if I'm being honest, the wearing of dead people's stuff as well.) Everyone is different when it comes to this, it's always interesting to hear people's takes on it. If we're going to play devil's advocate here, I've even heard the argument that wearing things to death is irresponsible vintage ownership. I don't think that applies to this dress, for it came into my life already patched & ridden with holes, but I suppose I could see it being applicable to minty vintage. What do you think?
Wow, that was more writing than usual! Hope you didn't mind;)
1940s dress & sandals: Lucky Vintage / Lucky Dry Goods
1940s purse & 1950s hat: Red Light
Bakelite earrings: dollar bin!
Bakelite bangles: here & there... and Emily, of course!
1940s WWII necklace: flea market