The Golden Dance
The mountains are my opera house, wind flowing through the tall to the skies trees,
lodge pole pine moving in unison swaying back and forth, each a violin blending tones
only a forest can make.You become a part of this moving, you feel the excitement
because it too is yours.
Softest of deer suede created on the bias, an over gown of silk organza with a bodice of suede overlayed in French Chantilly lace I purchased in Paris one summer knowing it's time would come to add the magic for the gown. It also repeats on the lower length of the gown. The back is corset laced and organza cascades down back with scattering of fresh water pearls dancing about.
May be ordered in your size, a variation of the gown pictured here.