Something about dresses

Quite unexpectedly

three dress forms have come into my possession.

This might not have surprised me as much as it did if I hadn't been wondering 

just last week

how I might find one

if it turned out I needed one

in the not too distant future ...

not necessarily this year

but perhaps next.

And there they were.  Lined up in the back sorting area of the thrift shop

where I volunteer.  Were these spoken for, I asked?

You mean someone might actually WANT these? was the reply,

We weren't sure what we were going to do with them - the shop is full.

Is it silly to say my heart started racing?

The wooden bases are a bit dinged up,

the paint is scratched and one is a tad wobbly

but they go up & down easily enough and the linen canvas is immaculate.

So I bought them on the spot.  Even better, having more than one leads to sharing.

Guess I'll confess ...

I have this thing for dresses 

which is so odd really, because I don't even wear them.

I described this fascination to my friend as best I could:

it's like being the tomboy who secretly loves lace curtains & silk pajamas.

Those who visit here often already know about my love of [scruffy] lace ... but 

you may not know I also love flounces,

swathes of ruffles,

over-the-top haute couture,

courtly wear from the Medieval Ages [especially velvet]
and also ... the most simple, contemporary A-lines.

Should you wish to see examples of my obsession

[uhmm, around 2,968 of them at last count - crikey, how'd that happen?]

'I don't wear dresses'

is a Tumblr blog I started about three years ago.

It's been a handy way to explore one  unexplainable obsession  subject, over time.

[note: clicking on "Archive" will bring up the entire collection in scrapbook format

by month & year]

Hopefully I won't fall short of inspiration when my "someday" arrives.

And now there'll be a shoulder to pin to,

a waist to acknowledge

and visions of a skirt won't just be dancing in my head.