I am absolutely crazy about this dress. It really speaks to me. I have seen so many capri and T shirt uniforms this summer and have worn them myself. But I do love dresses. I think we forget that women used to make and wear a special kind of work dress for everyday.
There is something easy about this that makes me remember. A woman's bare feet going down the wood boards of a hall to make the coffee before anyone else was up. An ironing basket. Housedresses on my father's aunts on the farm and the very thin gold bands on hands that were always smoothing something down. The dresses my mother and her friends used to order out of the catalogue so they could stand behind screen doors and say to us "you're not coming in yet. Stay out and play. I'm doing the floors."
There is something so comfortable and comforting about the look of Anna's dress.
When did we stop sewing housedresses?