31/08/2026
Our young family lived for a short period in the Dordogne in the French countryside in the 90’s. I spent long days in the brocante markets, and filled my car to the brim with everything from antique linens, crockery, knick knacks and books to an an enormous old handpainted birdcage. Those times were so precious, we ate fresh bread and cheese every day, our friends visited on the weekends, we played boule in the town squares and went for long afternoon walks stretching into the evenings. Little carried away here cause they were good, really great days. Get to the point, ok this dress above was a 1930’s french linen piece I bought from a market near Rauzan, and has lived in all our houses ever since. Doing a huge big cleanup earlier this year I bought it to work and ended up embroidering it. This piece is super special to me, online now for somebody who likes it too. It reminds me of babies and sunshine and good times. Such beautiful memories. 💙RCx