a tale from the jewel box ...pearl
...Claire fastened me to the highnecked collar of her black satin blouse, just above a covered button.She took one last look in the mirror to check her blush and then placed the large wide brimmed hat onto her head. It was decorated with ostrich feathers and half covered her face.It made her look mysterious, alluring, men and women would stare later that day to try and get a better glimpse of the beautiful face underneath.
Her cream leather heeled,button up boots click-clacked down the hallway and she stepped out into the street and into the sunshine."Good Morning Miss" said her driver as he opened the door to her carriage, took her hand and helped her to step up and inside. "Good Morning Louis"she replied with a smile.
Nicholas was waiting for her, seated and winding his pocket watch, I noted I was in fine company with his dandy cravat, top hat and tails. He was more handsome than ever, Claire noticed too!...
An heirloom handed down to me from my Grandmother, a very stylish dresser and dressmaker! From the personal collection of the butterfly collector.
Also a tribute to an amazing author...Jennifer Donnelly whose novel The Tea Rose had me enthralled for days as I read about 1880's London and the adventures of her tea merchant heroine,thrilling,charming, seductive and unputdownable, a must read!!!