Monday, June 20, 2005

Let me explain…no, there is too much. Let me sum up.

There isn't a whole lot of point in my iterating our weekend point-by-point, as Julie has done so in a much better way than I ever could in her last two entries. I knew that there was an advantage to being lazy. Likewise, she's posted way more pictures than I ever took on her blog, so I'd suggest traipsing on over there instead.

What? You're still here? Oh ok then, here's my favorite picture of the bunch, taken by the dress engineer:


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Why am I kneeling in an herb garden you ask? What has this to do with Venice, you ask? I dunno. But I think it's pretty. The herb garden that is. And my dress actually. And my head isn't exploding in this one for some reason.

I was going to send Julie this picture for her blog, but since she has approximately a trillion more pictures than I do, I'm posting it here. Isn't her hair beautiful?


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Here we are sitting on the transformer (oh, um.....renaissancey box thing I mean) in my front yard. I think I should permanently park some dresses on top of it, as it looks much better that way. Most of these pictures were marred by one or the other of us making an awful face at either the sun, the gnats, or Julie's fantastically out-of-tune guitar, which is nonetheless really cute. In this picture, we actually managed to pretend that everything was lovely. Or else Julie wasn't actually playing. It could be that.


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I don't actually have any pictures from the fair itself because I completely forgot to take the camera out. There are many on Julie's blog, so go look. Right then. My comments on the day:

1. The Virginia faire people are the nicest ever. Ever. I noticed this last year too. They are so darn welcoming and friendly. And they like to play. And they like you to play. And they don't mind if you crash their shade.

2. Alpacas are cute. Greyhounds are cuter. And they have way more fur than my dog....are you listening, Mr. We-can't-have-a-greyhound-'cause-it-might-get-cold?

3. Why is there a trash can growing out of my shoulder in every picture Julie took? Did I just migrate to the trash cans?

4. My dress grew a couple of inches. It's bizarre. In my living room three weeks ago, the length was perfect. Now it's too long. I think maybe my felted pleats settled some. Sounds like a good reason for some chopines, eh?

That's about it. I had a wonderful time with my good buddies, ate some delicious fudge, talked to lots of nice folks. Stood around being excessively warm in the dress and making squinty faces at cameras. Looking forward to doing it again in October!

Ok, I lied. One last shot, doing my best shoulders back, flag-fan erect, doofy-grin pose. And as much as I hate this hairdo, I think it was the right look for the day.


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4 comments:

Julebug said...

Ah yes, I did forget to mention on my blog how awesome the VA faire folk were. So wonderfully kind and interactive. Thank you VA faire folk!

You look like you stepped outta the 1500s in that herb garden portrait. Kudos to the dress engineer. I mean photographer.

Hmmmm....chopines. Imagine running up the MD hills in those puppies. I suppose that's why we have strapping young escorts, eh?

Kendra said...

You look fabulous! Interesting about the padding pleat settling issue -- hmmm, I may have to hang mine for a while.

Beth said...

Thanks! I've been watching your diary with the greatest of interest. Definitely hang the padded pleats. Treacherous little things!

Racaire said...

Fabulous dresses!
I wish I could make something like this dresses for myself (but I am not good enough in Sewing) *sigh*...
Beautiful...