Sunday was another day of changing clothes at the annual Art Deco Festival held on the Queen Mary. I love clothes, don’t get me wrong. But the whole process of changing clothes can be a drag. When you’re changing girdles, slips, shoes, dresses, you name it, while not smearing red lipstick down the front or ruffling up your finger waves, it can become old after the 10th time that weekend. But the weekend is an occasion for showing off one’s best, so change clothes I did in abundance.
Sunday was another volunteer day for me – this time at the membership desk. That taken care of, we were joined on deck by our Little Man, who had been with grandma all weekend. After seeing my first and only lecture of the weekend, it was time to change (yes, change) for the tea dance. I wore a lovely vintage 20s dress from eBay, so at least changing incorporated something to look forward to slipping in to.
Once nibbling on cookies and sipping tea had been accomplished, once again I went forth into the breach, for it was time to change again (yes, again) for the parties in the evening. My favorite part of my ensemble this evening was my rhinestone ship brooch. Isn’t it delish!
Sunday is always a sad day, for you know it is the last day of Art Deco Fest till another year comes about. Monday brings packing and saying goodbye. But it was a grand weekend and I’m already thinking about what to wear next year (WHAT?!)