When I am an old woman...

Seven years ago, almost, I met Dave's grandma Eleanor for the first time. We were at a family reunion on the beach near Eugene, Oregon, and the sand dunes and Pacific Ocean stretched all around us. Grandma E welcomed me warmly to the family (even if I was just a girlfriend), telling all kinds of tales about Dave's childhood and family. She's got a colorful family history! Grandma Eleanor is a cajun from Baton Rouge, and her family includes an adventuresome ship captain great-grandfather and possibly some creole blood... I'm not sure whether it was because of this welcome or not, but Dave chose to propose to me that weekend.

Ahh, I guess I should say that this is a eulogy -- I'm going to miss Grandma E. She painted her town red and was a spitfire in her church, in her community, in her family. She was a Red Hat lady, and in her memory, I'm wearing this outfit today. I think it's only fitting that I remember her here because she helped to shape the person that I am, and because she was an extremely elegant woman. She never left the house without her jewelry and lipstick, and her soft white hair was always perfectly done.

WHEN I AM AN OLD WOMAN I SHALL WEAR PURPLE
With a red hat which doesn't go, and doesn't suit me.
And I shall spend my pension on brandy and summer gloves
And satin sandals, and say we've no money for butter.
-- More


***Hat: Greta Elegance Hat in red silk
***Shoes: First Flower Hoya Strapped in Ruby Red
***Shirt and corset: ~silentsparrow~ How we quit the forest in violet
***Skirt and glitchpants: ~silentsparrow~ caged bird lolita in plum
***Jewelry: Kunstkammer Porte des Reves set - necklace, earrings, bracelet
***Ring: Kunstkammer Simple Mokune Gane Wedding Band