Of course, I grew up in the dirndl era of America–the 1950s.
Here is an early example…
and another…
and here is my interpretation
Fast forward a bit…OK, maybe quite a bit!
It’s hard not to be in a good mood when poodles and roses and Eiffel Towers
billow at my knees.
Dirndl ~ hard to spell, easy to wear!
love the drawing best of all!
Funny that I left off her legs but tackled those hands!
and the shoes!
I remember dirndl skirts too…and if I could ever find my waistline again, will be happy to step on to a dance floor in one!
Mary ~ I wish I could find my dancing foot–the right one to replace one of my left ones!
Geez, whatta splash of refreshing eye candy. You’re amazing as usual.
Gary! Thank you!