Today my Grandmother took me to a fabulous tea at our local historical society museum. She got tickets for me for my birthday, and we haven't been to a tea in what seems like ages. We met some lovely ladies and had good conversation at our table (those are two interesting gals we sat by), and got a great women's suffrage performance by a woman at the end of the tea. The museum is cute, it used to be the city's library, and has all the old school charm. The exhibit right now is all about baby boomers, and has clothing from the 40s to 70s. In the corner there is a mini living room set up, complete with a 1974 Wards catalogue. Very cute.
Oh and that stud was totally checking grandma out.
I must mention that I have been wanting a fox for quite a long time. Reluctant to get one because, well, I live in a area where all furriers have been driven out of business and whenever I wear a fur collar I get "is that real?" But it seems like such an essential eccentric old lady accessory, and I've really just always loved them despite where I was brought up. A few weeks ago Lisa had a photoshoot for a friend of hers, Kerry, and mentioned that I had been wanting a fox stole. Well she just happened to have one, and passed it on to Lisa to give it to me! How sweet is that? I wore it for the first time today, and got so many compliments, it is definitely a conversation starter. I'm in love with the color, a perfect shade of orange. So thank you so much Kerry! You have bestowed kindness on a grateful girl, and I hope I can return the favor in some way :)