Ellie has been trying to wake me up since 6am. It is not 8am and I've decided I'm done trying to settle her. I even took her for a 30 min walk. fuck you Rob it's your dog. and I'm sorry if she wakes your parents, but we'll call it fair play for their dog always waking us up early. I can hear her barking..barely over these headphones...and I choose TO NOT CARE.
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miss_philomena to upload photos from yesterday in case she got good ones of me before I do a blog post so how about a wee write up?
The event was 10am on sunday so we decided lets go up the night before. Adrienne found a lovely cheap Howard Johnson's 15 min from the site, which frankly is as close as you could physically get without a pop up tent. I was the last to arrive as I had to go to my Sister-in-Law and Brother-in-law's baby shower. Not gonna lie I spent a good chunk of it in the bathroom or outside trying to stop crying. Anything with babies...I've hit that point where it's clearly I'm not going to be a parent and I'm going through a real grieving process. So that said I was REALLY READY for some fun friend time. It also meant I packed in 10 rushed min and FORGOT MY MOST AMAZING FUCKING HAT EVER. I'm never going to forgive myself for that.
We toddled down to the dinner on the corner, had solidly average wraps but had a hilarious waiter with some kind of spanish accent who rolled all his Rs dramatically. Also they wouldn't make Amanda a cocktail while we stared at the liquor shelf. I suspect they thought she was underage.
After dinner everyone nicely helped me finish my sewing. Amanda put a tuck in my petticoat, Alice marked and ironed and sewed my hems while I did my buttons and Adrienne finished Amanda'spurse. covert muff. and then we all crashed at 1130 as we're old ladies now.
We were up by 7 thanks to bladders and uncomfortable mattress that aren't-what-i-have-at-home, breakfast was very standard hotel-fare. no one even looked askew at Alice's curler. Because we woke up early we were dressed (I was first for the first time EVAH, I NEVER beat Amanda) and were onsite at 10:02 for a 10:00 event! I know I was equally impressed with us. Also I would like to point out I had NO safety pins AND FIVE functional buttons and two extra snaps. THAT'S RIGHT I DIDN'T GAP.
When we arrived to the "encampment" we four were met with...3 re-enactors enthusiastically setting up their tables. erm. well then. I guess we'll...wander and check out the estate? Ringwood Manor IS a beautiful Victorian House. It's got grounds with a lot of eclectic collected follies. Columns, sphinxes, gates etc. We did a lap, then bought tickets for a house tour. For $3 you really get your money, something like 30 of 51 rooms, and it's really got some fantastic furniture. And I only yelled at the docent once! NO AN 18 INCH WAIST WAS NOT CONSIDERED "IDEAL" tightlacing was consider fetish even THEN. If you found an adjustable tiny dress form it's probably for a teenager and or I question if that was actually an 18 inch waist...
By the time we got to the end of the tour all of us were swaying a little. (Did I mention it was 90 and 100% humidity). So we trooped back to the car to retrieve the picnic basket and plopped on the front stoop for our picnic. Scones, clotted cream, lime curd, cheese and crackers, cookies, water, clementines and I was feeling significantly better. By this point there were a full like 8 reenactors.
We were just contemplating leaving when our friend's Mick and Shane showed up, which definitely pepped us up as we plotted Belvidere and in general chatted. We made it till at 3:00 before deciding we were DONE with corsets and sweat, headed to the car. I stripped in the parking lot and drove home..
Did I mention i drove the new car WHICH MEANT I DROVE FOUR HOURS OF STICK SHIFT. Won't lie, stupid proud of myself.
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miss_philomena to upload photos from yesterday in case she got good ones of me before I do a blog post so how about a wee write up?The event was 10am on sunday so we decided lets go up the night before. Adrienne found a lovely cheap Howard Johnson's 15 min from the site, which frankly is as close as you could physically get without a pop up tent. I was the last to arrive as I had to go to my Sister-in-Law and Brother-in-law's baby shower. Not gonna lie I spent a good chunk of it in the bathroom or outside trying to stop crying. Anything with babies...I've hit that point where it's clearly I'm not going to be a parent and I'm going through a real grieving process. So that said I was REALLY READY for some fun friend time. It also meant I packed in 10 rushed min and FORGOT MY MOST AMAZING FUCKING HAT EVER. I'm never going to forgive myself for that.
We toddled down to the dinner on the corner, had solidly average wraps but had a hilarious waiter with some kind of spanish accent who rolled all his Rs dramatically. Also they wouldn't make Amanda a cocktail while we stared at the liquor shelf. I suspect they thought she was underage.
After dinner everyone nicely helped me finish my sewing. Amanda put a tuck in my petticoat, Alice marked and ironed and sewed my hems while I did my buttons and Adrienne finished Amanda's
We were up by 7 thanks to bladders and uncomfortable mattress that aren't-what-i-have-at-home, breakfast was very standard hotel-fare. no one even looked askew at Alice's curler. Because we woke up early we were dressed (I was first for the first time EVAH, I NEVER beat Amanda) and were onsite at 10:02 for a 10:00 event! I know I was equally impressed with us. Also I would like to point out I had NO safety pins AND FIVE functional buttons and two extra snaps. THAT'S RIGHT I DIDN'T GAP.
When we arrived to the "encampment" we four were met with...3 re-enactors enthusiastically setting up their tables. erm. well then. I guess we'll...wander and check out the estate? Ringwood Manor IS a beautiful Victorian House. It's got grounds with a lot of eclectic collected follies. Columns, sphinxes, gates etc. We did a lap, then bought tickets for a house tour. For $3 you really get your money, something like 30 of 51 rooms, and it's really got some fantastic furniture. And I only yelled at the docent once! NO AN 18 INCH WAIST WAS NOT CONSIDERED "IDEAL" tightlacing was consider fetish even THEN. If you found an adjustable tiny dress form it's probably for a teenager and or I question if that was actually an 18 inch waist...
By the time we got to the end of the tour all of us were swaying a little. (Did I mention it was 90 and 100% humidity). So we trooped back to the car to retrieve the picnic basket and plopped on the front stoop for our picnic. Scones, clotted cream, lime curd, cheese and crackers, cookies, water, clementines and I was feeling significantly better. By this point there were a full like 8 reenactors.
We were just contemplating leaving when our friend's Mick and Shane showed up, which definitely pepped us up as we plotted Belvidere and in general chatted. We made it till at 3:00 before deciding we were DONE with corsets and sweat, headed to the car. I stripped in the parking lot and drove home..
Did I mention i drove the new car WHICH MEANT I DROVE FOUR HOURS OF STICK SHIFT. Won't lie, stupid proud of myself.
