Another year, another Jazz Age Lawn Party at Governor's Island. I am simply, utterly unable to let a thing like this happen without getting dressed up, so I did.
And it was wonderful.
This year was breezy and beautiful, and we brought a little picnic.
Hoooray tomato tart. I had the foresight to make some dough yesterday so it was a simple "kill two tomatoes with one stone" situation.
My dress is actually a smock/robe over a Victorian nightgown. I tied everything together, literally, with a velvet ribbon. Thennnn there are a few vintage stores parked at the festival and I found this '50s silk coat for $15. It's in iffy shape, but a few darns will fix it.
If you haven't been, go. Here's some dancing people to convince you.