my daddy decided he didn’t want to leave me all alone in the church building tonight. he made himself a cup of tea and sat in his office while i went from one pile to the next upstairs in the costume room. it’s a mess and makes it terribly difficult to find certain items you might be looking for.

i was reminded of how much we’ve given to the costume department. i found…

…my great-aunt’s army coat. it has her name, “Merrick”, on it and some of her pins. i actually didn’t see this until my mumsie pointed it out. i’m rather proud of great-aunt ellie.

…my mumsie’s fuchsia dress she wore when she won some pageant thingy. it’s heavy, beady, and a rather ugly color, but so very fun to wear when playing dress-up. yes, i do know this from experience.

…my sister’s old flower girl dress from an aunt’s wedding. it is pink with a white overlay and perhaps one of the prettiest little dresses i’ve ever worn… even if it was only for play.

…some of my mumsie’s crazy clothing from when she was a teen. in one skirt i found the tag, “Made by Bea Follette.” Bea is my grandma. she made her daughter trendy clothing — how cool is that?

something that wasn’t ours…

…all the disgusting vintage dresses that were so neat i wanted to bring some home for me. but now that i told you, you’d be able to call me out the minute you saw me in a polka-dot or bright red dress.

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America disappoints me over and over when it comes to AI. and i can be upset… after all, i’m a regular voter.

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i wish i took pictures like this. it’d be pretty sweet.

and i could use something like this for my senior page.