I paid the all of £15 for the dress and carefully brought it home. It hanged on my wall a whole year before I dared begin the mending process. I was afraid to mess it up, another challenge was that I needed matching fabric to replace the torn bits with.
In the end I "borrowed" fabric from the skirt and used that to fix the top. Operation "Save the Prettiest Vintage Dress Ever" took me an entire weekend, but when I was done I was the happy owner of a proper Grace Kelly dress.
It was the obvious outfit for when my husband and some friends went out dining at the historical Criterium. A fellow diner came over to our table and said "Excuse me, I couldn't help but notice your dress? Is it a proper vintage?" I confirmed it was indeed the case. "I have to say, you looked just like Grace Kelly when you entered the room."
More champagne please.
This dress has no labels, it was clearly made by a proper seamstress or tailor. I wonder who it was for, what the occasion was. What a lucky girl to have owned such a dress, and lucky me for finding it in a little store in a little town in Oregon.
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