Here comes heresy ... . My all time Favorite Closet doesn't
belong to Marie . I'm an Elizabethan girl.
She chose deeper colors and adored Black & White, mixed with
lots of gold and those endless pearl embellishments.
Sound familiar ? Could she have been a
previous incarnation of our - Madame Chanel?
I've thought of Elizabeth a lot recently . . . as I've worn my loose
summer frocks and run about barefoot.
How did she survive the heat in all those layers and corsets??
It isn't as if she simply retreated to the air conditioned
rooms in the castle.
I must admit to having similar concerns for another
fashion mentor: Scarlet O'Hara.
Running around beneath the shady branches of
the old Oak trees at all those picnics , in all those
petticoats. And then .. . . there were the heavy velvet curtains.
Have a cool and serene weekend, dear friends
in the Northern Hemisphere.
[Dear Chrisy, and other Aussie friends:
we are so jealous of your chill!]
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