I dug this out of the hope chest just to see how it was holding up.
My maternal grandmother sewed this for my Mom when she became pregnant with me.
This qualifies as an antique now that means!
My Mom gave these to me when I was pregnant with my firstborn, my daughter.
This was when women tastefully draped their clothes over their burgeoning forms.
(I am not fond of the present absence of maternity clothing, can you tell?! lol)
These blouses are treasures to me!
When my parents go back north , they bring left over food to us.
Anyone ever eat canned frosting on graham crackers?
I thoroughly enjoyed it!
(And so did the boys!)