ooh-La-La.... These pretty french blue lace fingerless gloves are my latest find. They are soooo pretty !
Once upon a time a young lady in the 1930's may have worn them to a dance.
Maybe she she was on her very first date.
Maybe she was a nervous little wall flower waiting patiently to be asked to dance.
I dare to dream that these pretty gloves could tell many a tale of yesteryear.
They could tell stories of spinning happily around on the dance floor or hearing a young lady laughing with delight. They could tell a story of the dance finishing and being time to go home. They could describe the sweet little purse that she carried..........
I bet these pretty darlings were washed carefully, hung to dry and then packed away in a glove box until the next special occasion.......