So now to add to this Farm Girl look I have decided to wear my collection of vintage aprons that were just handing in the kitchen on a hook. Man if I though I could do a lot in a dress, adding an apron to my outfit made it even more functional. My apron has become a bucket to haul feed to the chickens.
|Feed Bucket Apron|
I have even used my apron to hold garden seeds that I was planting, it made the handiest little seed pouch. When harvesting my garden produce I do not need to carry a bucket or a basket I just use my apron. Picking gooseberries, chokecherries and plums from the prairie have never been easier now that I wear aprons.
Now I know why my pioneer sisters before me dressed the way they did. It was one of the most functional outfits going. The only difference in my Farm Girl Dresses and Aprons is I do not have quite as many layers underneath my dress. I do not wear black stocking, (I do is wear my black wool long johns when the weather is cold). I don't wear a chemise, corset or petticoats, and I have not donned a sunbonnet upon my head. But, like my pioneer sisters I do wear my Sunday best to go to the city. I do my hair, were my city clothes, put on makeup, and even wear jewelry. You would never know by looking at me in town that I dress in such a way at home. The chance's of you seeing me dressed this way are slim to none, unless you happen to stop bye unannounced, like the UPS lady, Federal Express, mail carrier, and an unsuspecting neighbor. (I am not sure what they think and I am afraid to ask)
I do not know what you might be thinking right now about my fashion statement. But I can tell you that not many people have had the privilege of seeing me dressed so fashionably. I do know this that if Clinton and Stacey of TLC's What not to Wear ever saw me I would definitely end up on their show. I am going for functionality and comfort not fashion, obviously.
So in closing I enjoy wearing my Farm Girl Dresses and aprons. I look at my aprons and think how many meals has this vintage apron been part of, how many tears have been wiped with the hem, and how many hugs have been given. So everyday, I wear my apron and I am proud to add my own memories to those memories left by those who wore the apron before.