Out on West Egg…

| Thursday, June 11th, 2009 | No Comments »

Wedding dresses to me, have a personality all their own.  At least they do since Jennie and I have been loaned eight of them.  Each dress gains a nick-name as we begin to work with it and muster ideas about where models should showcase them.  The dress in the picture after the jump is one that gained a nickname for me as soon as I saw it.  Having never seen it worn, nor ever seeing an image of the bride in this cute little number, I can assign a personality to it unhampered by preconceptions.  Jennie laughed at my name for the dress, but I think it’s grown on her because it has certainly stuck.   Click more for the jump…

I give to you, the dress we affectionately refer to as, ‘The flapper dress.’

our flapper dress

So there it is, hanging in the loft of a barn, a visual representation of times of hope after the first Great War.  Is this beautiful little dress a flapper dress?  By all means no.  But it reminds me of one, much like when we nick-name a person for whatever attribute reminds us of someone famous.  I can’t remember all the details, but of what I do remember of that era, Nick and Jordan had a superfluous affair and Gatsby and Daisy well, they lived the high life until it ended as quickly as a shooting star…

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