Monday, May 19, 2014

...she went to a garden party

Actually, it was a tea party. An invitation arrived via post, the mail that is, inviting me to a tea party, a Derby Hat Tea Party. My first response was, "I don't own a hat for such an occasion!"

But little did I realize that I was on to one of the most enchanting and engaging pursuits. I discovered several consignments shops all under one roof in town with a plenteous supply of vintage hats. The fun was just beginning. I entered my own little world that morning. A woman who was by herself, a woman trying on hat after hat, a woman laughing aloud and talking to herself.

Several hours late, I walked out of the store carrying a bag bulging with five vintage hats.



This is the hat I chose to wear to the Tea Party.
 With the vintage white gloves, absolutely!

4 comments:

Karen Andreola said...

The lace hat and lace blouse are elegant and feminine. Oh, how fun to be invited to such a party. My husband's grandmother handed down to me - a veiled hat from the 1950s. Those of us born into the blue-jean-T-shirt generation are missing out.

GretchenJoanna said...

The perfect outfit!
I was at a couple of consignment shops today and forgot to notice the hats. :-(

Karen @ Pieces of Contentment said...

Very elegant. I trust you had a lovely time at the tea party also.

The BUTT'RY and BOOK'RY said...

Oh!
How pretty and wonderful your hat is! And all the lace is stunning too. You look so lovely and feminine in the picture. Aren't Tea parties so fun!
We took my Mom for a Birthday Tea
for her 91, we also sported hats (I posted about it lately)
Many Blessings, Linnie

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