We had a pile of kids come in to work this evening, dressed in their Halloween costumes. My seniors had the chance to see the costumes and hand out candy. I got to wear my widows weeds again but I’m just too tired to regale you with the happenings. There is a reason I work with seniors and not kids.
I haven’t shown you a cabinet card in awhile so I thought that is what I’d do today.
My first thought was 1890’s. Those sleeves are definitely 1890’s. Second thought: her hair is pretty severe and conservative. Third thought: any boy dressed like that now, would be beat up. Fourth thought: darker skin tone suggests a non-European background. I never thought I’d figure out where they were from. But, it seems that at one point, they were in Boston.
Then I flipped the card over.
Lovely, picture on the back…but, I completely forgot about the hand writing. It was the handwriting that originally caught my attention when I was shopping for cards. I could not make out bottom line at all, but I was successful in deciphering the last two words of the top line, “of Adrianople”.
A Google search pulled up this line,
So, it is possible that this family is originally from Turkey. Click on the link above to see a map.
I tried to decipher the rest of the top line and got a hit. Krikor Hagop Basmajian wrote a book called “Social and Religious Life in the Orient”. If you click on the book featured at the above link, you can read it. It is a tract intended for Christian readers who were interested in the Orient and the mission field of the Orient. If you click on the left hand page you can see this photo:
This could be the same family. The man looks very much the same except in the last (and presumably earlier photo) he has more hair. The boy could be the same boy just younger than the first photo. The girl is missing but she may have died since my photo was taken. When comparing the photos, the woman is a bit harder to say “they look the same”. But, I’m wondering if the very different hairstyle is what is throwing me off.
With a little computer magic…
The nose is the same. We can’t see the lips well in the one photo but the smile seems the same. Chin seems to be the same as well. I think I have a later photo of the family. I doubt that this was a particularly rare family photo. I suspect that Mr. Basmajian, as a published author, would have done speaking engagements to churches and other supporters of his mission so he may have had hundreds of these made out to give away. I wouldn’t hold my breath that this was his writing either. The recipient of the card wrote his name down so he’d remember who it was.
I dearly wish I could make out the bottom line. May be you can.
I just wanted to share a few more photos of some of the highlights of my trip. Again, I apologize for the poor photo quality. I used my phone and not my nice camera.
Or better yet, she wants to go with Grandma when she dresses up in Victorian costumes and grandma can make her matching dresses from scraps in the stash! Happy face. My luck, I will get a grand-daughter but she will be a jock like grandpa and she will be going with him to the hockey rink. I doubt she’d want me in the hockey rink in Victorian garb.
While in Minneapolis I made a car load of women drive over a half hour on unfamiliar streets through a town that is 15 times the size of our city so that I could see Heaven On Earth. Heaven on earth is SR Harris Fabric Outlet Store the size of a mega supermarket. Shelves of the stuff towering over my head. Sigh.
Look at how happy I am!
The best part was the silk at 50% off! And 50% off of a price that is already lower than what I can get in Canada! And so much selection.
I really wanted that blue one in the middle (it had pretty little flowers embroidered on it) but there wasn’t enough to make a dress out of and I hadn’t any ideas for a smaller project I could use it for. I ended up with this plaid. I’ve been thinking it is time to try tackling a plaid pattern. I’m a bit worried that I wont have enough to try pattern matching. But, I have seen examples from the time, where pattern matching didn’t happen for the same reason (not enough material) or from mistakes made by the seamstress.
The lace and buttons were cheap like borscht. And very different from what I can get here. Now I have to decide what to make with this. I think I want 1860’s but I’m not exactly sure what style. I have a few projects to get off the ground first so I have time to stew on it a bit and then take the plunge.
Most of my projects have been poly blends and fairly inexpensive. I have some anxiety about actually taking scissors to real silk and then eventually wearing it and possibly ruining it. (Bites nails) But, I’m hoping to drag my husband back there one day on a vacation so I have to prove to myself and him that there is actually a need to go back there!
If you are in Minneapolis, I would highly recommend it to you!
Some ladies from my church drove down to Minneapolis to join 10,000 other ladies for some good music and speakers. The walk between my hotel and the conference had some lovely old buildings. I didn’t have time to get their names so if anyone knows, please let me know. (I think this first one is their government building).
I would think most of them are Victorian or at the very least Edwardian…well except for that dinning car one. That would be mid 1900s I would think.
These two dresses are quite similar in shape and style. It makes me think of how Shirley and I could have the same sewing pattern and come up with completely different dresses. So much so that one does not immediately think “these are the same dresses”.
The other dress had a plainer hat.
After the 1950’s, fashions sucked in my not so humble opinion.
The 60’s was loud.
I do like the Jackie O look though. I’d wear that today.
Everyone who came through the room said “Oooo, a Jackie O dress.” But, one lovely English lady said “That looks like the queen.” I stopped seeing Jackie O and started seeing Queen Elizabeth for the rest of the day. I still like it though and I love the buttons! Sigh.
I was not in love with the 80’s display. There were boxes, shoulder pads, wedgies (and I don’t mean the shoes) and loud colors. My era sucks for fashions!
Last weekend, I did some volunteer work for the Costume Museum of Canada that has a temporary display set up in town. The idea of the display was to give people the opportunity to see how events in women’s history impacted what was happening in fashion.
This volunteer day will be an excellent way for me to roll off a weeks worth of blog posts. I will be heading out of town for a few days and may or may not have lots of time for internet usage so working ahead will be best.
Today’s post features a dresses from the 1920’s. Definitely not my era but there are a few interesting dresses that have caught my fancy.
You know I love shiny things!
How many hours of bead work?
I’m not fond of the color of the next dress.
But, I love the necklace (and I will make a copy of it one day) and I love the bead work.
I find the next dress shocking.
Don’t you think that fury nonsense around the neck and arms would tickle? And I don’t even want to think how it would make you look like you haven’t seen the sharp edge of a shaver in years!
The grizzly thing is, that hair is orangutan. Poor little monkey (insert sad face here).