poetry

I'm not feeling hugely creative today, so I thought I'd give you all a break from my ramblings, and just share with you a couple of poems and pictures I like. In an attempt to tie them vaguely into the theme of this blog, they're all about clothes and fashion of some sort.



A sweet disorder in the dresse
Kindles in cloathes a wantonnesse:
A Lawne about the shoulders thrown
Into a fine distraction:
An erring Lace, which here and there
Enthralls the Crimson Stomacher:
A Cuffe neglectfull, and thereby
Ribbands to flow confusedly:
A winning wave (deserving Note)
In the tempestuous petticote:
A careless shooe-string, in whose tye
I see a wilde civility:
Doe more bewitch me, then when Art
Is too precise in every part.

Robert Herrick


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Out came the sun 

And out came the dresses

Girls every one

From tissue recesses

Pulled out the new frock

The yellow, the pink,

The lavender-blue frock

And all in a twink

Each one had got on

Her muslin or cotton

Going all gay on

Gingham and rayon,

Golden as sunlight,

Clear as the sky



White as the wisp

Of the cloud floating by;



All clean and crisp

They come in the hour

Of the one light

That opens the heat of the flower

Girls in their summer gowns

Patterned and plain,

Girls in green dots

And rose-coloured spots

Girls like the rainbow that follows the rain

Brightened the streets of the cities again.

Eleanor Farjeon





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 To the woman who would dress to achieve poise,

seek mystery in powder,

create romance with perfume,

and meet adventure by the tilt of her hat.

The dedication from How to Make the Most of Your Looks by Dorothy Stote, 1935





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