I can’t believe that I fit in it. So very happy that I do though.
About 50 years ago my Grandmother, Carmen, made my mother a dress. She was a very good seamstress and sewed and sewed a princess wardrobe for her only daughter.
Mom kept a few of the most special things and a while back dug this dress out. It needed a zipper and a little TLC, but the craftsmanship and care in construction was evident. Also evident was that, while Daughter is taller than mom, she is a similar build. Maybe the dress would fit.
So, I replaced the zipper, using Carmen’s machine, for luck.
Then, today it was time for a serious soak in hot water and Oxyclean. You could tell the fabric had yellowed over time by looking at it, but the appearance of the water is always a slightly gross shock.
A short delicate wash and dry cycle and some ironing later it was time for the big test: would it fit?
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