First, a quick rundown of what’s gone on in the many months since I last posted: My husband and I finalized the adoption of our baby girl, and now her name is officially Frida Phyllis. We threw a party to celebrate, and my mom, who has a serious phobia of flying and hadn’t flown since her honeymoon in 1976, got on a plane and flew 3,000 miles from Philly to SFO for the occassion.
I wanted a special dress for the party, but I had no time to shop and didn’t want to overspend as I tend to do when it comes to special occasions. So when my parents were purchasing their requisite chocolates at Ghirardelli Square, my mother-in-law and I snuck downstairs to Helpers, a consignment store run by the wonderful San Francisco fashion icon Joy Bianchi (check out this article I wrote about her on Racked). To my excitement she was manning the store and pointed me to the ’70s maxi dress you see here. I love a maxi dress, I’m obsessed with the ’70s, and I also adore a long sleeve, so I was immediately smitten. My only hesitation was the fabric. I get sweaty at parties and I worried it would begin emitting that unfortunate vintage odor that sometimes happens with synthetic fabrics. Happily, perhaps because it’s made of nylon and not polyester, no dreaded oder emerged—even though it was unseasonably toasty on party day.
I hadn’t heard of the designer, Ken Scott, who was a painter, then a textile designer and then a dress designer in the ’60s and ’70s. Miss Frida is wearing a dress by Maggie and Zoe, and monogrammed bloomers by Rosalina (Get a closer look here) My dad took a few photos of the baby and me a couple days after the party because no one remembered to take one during it!