{The Duchess}
Whether it's the simple grandeur of the English countryside or the lush dreaminess of a palace in France, I am transported to another place & time, making me long for petticoats & lace, hats & ribbons & a long skirt with a slightly muddy hem, dragging on the path behind me.

Who wouldn't want to eat french pastries & wear diamonds & wonderful, lavish gowns if you were living in Paris at the palace & money was no object? {well, I mean it was an object...she just didn't quite understand how much}

{Age of Innocence}
And what about lace parasols...battenburg lace parasols. The idea of a women's skin being so sensitive & fair that it needs to be shielded from the sun at all times is just too romantic! I want a lace parasol with a bamboo handle. I close my eyes & see myself walking down a path in the English countryside along a sparkling lake with the sunlight filtering through the leaves. I lift my face up to the sun just as I open my parasol & in that moment...all is right with the world.
Smiles friends & thanks for coming with me!
XOXO