Empress d’Amore

Are you like me, at a loss for words to describe an “Art Gown” that is its own Fairy Tale?

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Okay, at least we know it opens with: Once Upon A Time

Virginia, a retired chef & her romantic, fanciful blog Bel’ Occhio have inspired this Art Gown. You’ll find some of her recipes on this blog, but if you have the appetite for more delicious creations visit her at Mrs. Butterfingers

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ONCE UPON A TIME

There was a beautiful young girl named Virginia who lived in the Empire of  Amore. Unfortunately, she was very poor, a seamstress for the wealthy merchants of the Kingdom.

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The Emperor demanded his son, Prince Will, marry. He decreed a holiday with a Royal procession throughout the Empire. All “Virgins” of marrying age were to don their prettiest gowns & attend.

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Virgina’s mind was on her sewing when The “Town Crier” made the announcement. What she heard as his words floated up from the street and through her window  was “All Virginias were to don their pretty gowns for the procession.”

Alas, poor Virginia had no gown, but owned some yardage of thin taffeta, the color not in fashion.

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Virginia would sew a gown, but it would be very plain. She had no lace nor gems to decorate it with.

All she had was a modest piece of net, a length of ratty marabou & colorful scraps of  silks from her rich clients.

Using “Tailor Tacks” she overlaid the net best she could.

Virginia then decided to make the scraps into an luxurious abundance of braided trim.

She braided for many days and many nights then creatively attached the silk braids to the gown.

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When it was finished, her gown was far more beautiful than any of the bejeweled and otherwise overly embellished “Gowns of the Empire”.

On the day of the event, Virginia took her place along the procession route with hundreds of other girls in gowns.

“My, my” she said to herself, “I had no idea how many girls were named Virginia.”

As the parade moved past her, Prince Will was smitten with Virginia’s beauty and the uniqueness of her gown. He took her in his arms, and  asked her to be his future Empress d’Amore.

The Emperor announced to the cheering  crowd that Prince Will had chosen his Virgin bride.

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“Oh dear!” cried Virginia, “I’m not a virgin, but my name is Virginia.” The Emperor’s men tore her from the Prince’s arms. All he was left with was a hand full of colorful silk braids.

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Prince Will denounced his title, and set out on his white steed to find his beloved Virginia. He wore the colorful silk braids around his neck, as he wandered the Empire.

Empress 1Empress 3Furious, the Emperor had Virgina imprisoned in a velvet tower where she pined her days away

When Will learned of her lofty prison. He took the braids from his neck & made a rope.

A dove took the end of the silk rope, and flew up to Virginia’s window. Recognizing the braids, she threw open the sash and the dove flew in.

Using the rope, Virgina climbed down from the tower.

  With his Love in his arms, Will galloped away on his strong white steed, as the people cheered.

The Emperor died, unloved and lonely.

Due to the the people’s love, Will was made Emperor, and Virginia became Empress.

THE MORAL OF THIS TALE

Don’t mess with love! It has a Will of its own, and being a Virgin has nothing to do with it.

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THE END

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Strawberry Kisses

Did you ever wake up in the middle of the night and feel like designing a gown?

Well I have, and I totally understand how you feel if you have.

Most recently I’ve thought of gowns as an art form.

I could paint on a gown, or use exotic media (toilet paper, banana peels or my old venetian blinds) to build a gown.

I could write someone’s poetry on a gown.

One recent night I decided an “Art Gown” should be like music.

Live music floats into the air then disappears forever.

Why not a “Performance Art Gown” that I drape on my Judy then take the pins out and it’s gone forever?

Before I take the pins out, why not photograph and name it, like a song performed live,  recorded and enjoyed in the future?

I tremble as I pull Judy out of the closet.

I drag out my stash of fabrics, and make a fabulous and colorful creative mess.I begin pinning away.

I like what I’ve started. However, I see that if this gown needs all this tulle underneath, it isn’t as free flowing as I’m thinking for my first “Art Gown” Post.

I decide to finish this gown later. (I since have and it’s awesome!)

I discover a gorgeous piece of red silk Jacquard that I had forgotten I own.

It’s 6 Meters long, 45 inches wide, and it is stunning.

I immediately think about Boomie and her poetry. I’m truly inspired and name the gown I am about to drape “Strawberry Kisses”

I cut 8 inches off the bottom of the piece of fabric. This is to make a waist band and bow.

Without cutting into the fabric, I drape it continuously over and around Judy.

After about an hour, I end up with a softly pleated halter top gown.

 Boomie , this “Art Gown”, gone forever like a song played live, is for you.

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It is backless and cinched in heavily at the waist. That fact that the yardage remains uncut, gives the dramatic swoop at the hem finished with a tail. I love it!

AFTERMATH:

As I clean up my colorful mess, I think about the fun I had designing Boomie’s gown. I feel like an artist. I think of more and different “Art Gowns” I can design for inspiring Blog friends like Carolyn at ABC Of Spirit Talk, Robyn Lee  at Through The Healing Lens or, Imelda Evans at Wine, Women & Wordplay.

Of course Sherrie, my driver, will need a chauffeur gown.

The list goes on like the beat in a song.

SUMMATION:

I wish everyone’s life could be like a gown, long and beautiful!