Dress-ups: vintage nightgowns

Yesterday brought adventure after adventure for my friend Caley and me as we traveled to Portland and back for Solanah's Titanic Tea event at the Grant House on Officer's Row. From getting stranded in downtown Portland at dusk (by the Max, no less!) to running out of gas a mile short of our destination, the weekend has been satisfyingly memorable.

We arrived Friday night after an exhausting drive with a few wrong turns, and soon slipped into our vintage nightgowns to relax. Our thoughtful hosts served us tea on a tray and we watched Peter Pan until the early hours of the morning. After a lazy breakfast and sunshine and more tea, we rolled up our hair and took advantage of the romantic atmosphere of the house before preparing for our Titanic event.

I always think this is the stuff of fairy tales, and as I frequently tell my dear mother-in-law, no, I will never grow up. I will always be the right age for playing dress-up and learning useful skills like embroidering. There is simply nothing like falling asleep in something pretty and feminine - except, perhaps, waking up in it.

Our morning photoshoot for your enjoyment ~

Check back soon for other frivolous hobby exploits! 

Cheers,

Marjorie