a part of the man’s side – and closed up the opening.
and He brought her to the man.
and flesh from my flesh!
and is joined to his wife,
Now, if you were not queen, and perhaps of lesser means than satin, diamonds, and Honiton lace, you might acquiesce to a calico or cotton. Perhaps you gathered the materials yourself and painstakingly stitched your wedding attire with love and affection and hopeful expectations in each stitch, like this super lightweight turn of the century ensemble modeled by my vintage dress form, Cordelia:
And, oh – the SHOES!
Will you turn very green if I confess to you that I found them in the back room of a thrift store for $5.00??
Here’s a lovely little lady who obviously read up on the etiquette of bridal attire, she looks very like the vintage passage that accompanies her:
Do note, she is a composition wood doll with mohair wig. Her beautiful eyes are trimmed in real lashes. And, don’t you love her little bow of a mouth with sweet teeth! I found her in a junk shop – quite the worse for wear – and brought her home at a bargain price, gave her ensemble a gentle washing, and found fresh undergarments. What a delight!
but returning it is thrown back, showing her happy face to the world.”