I can’t stop looking at this photo. This dress! Her flowers and beautiful hair. The way her hand is resting gently, just barely touching her dress. How beautiful and calm she looks for such a big day. This is how people looked in 1934.
I was recently given this photo and this dress by a distant family member. (She’s my husband’s aunt’s stepmom’s mother. Got that?) She’s a wonderful woman who knows my obsession with fabric and buttons and gave it to me so that I could repurpose it for something. There are dozens of satin fabric covered buttons and yards of matching creamy satin fabric.
So I pose the question. What do I do with this beautiful dress?