Dori recently moved from San Francisco to New England – her blog from her new house is perfection – whitewashed walls, wide plank floors, spiral gardens – & bears in the backyard!? She is a spiritual counselor, magic apothecarian (that’s not a word) & I can’t recommend her potions, bath treats, & magical honey enough! She is a perfect healing balm for a world-torn heart & helped me through some hard times this winter, for sure. She makes elderflower mead and violet jam and tiny gardens and houses for gnomes! Magic!
Before she left, commissioned me to make her a wedding dress for her outdoor wedding in August. We looked at fabrics & sketched, and like Myra, eventually said “just do what you like.” So I did. And she is happy! Maybe I have a future in spirit wedding dresses for tiny, tiny girls? They’re both under 5 feet tall!
So, this is the part where if you’re going to her wedding, you stop reading!! On the way home we dropped off the dress at her tiny cottage, & I can’t resist showing you a tiny slice of Dorilandia before revealing the dress.
Kitchen table bench. I always joke about the New England tradition of kitchen sitting and how much I miss it in the Bay Area. I need a giant kitchen where people can just stop by and sit for hours and drink wine and chat. Yes.
Good morning! Dori has promised to write me a long gorgeous daily list of my very own once I have a routine down that makes me feel good! I struggle with this all the time so a prettily written reminder would be a good thing to have.
Ok, ready!? Wedding dress time!! Pale dusty pink silk, antique trims, a row of mismatched antique buttons, and a swish-bustle of tulle & glitter. Everything is pink and gold, with dashes of hot pink. She’s asked people to wear pink to the wedding, too! I wish I could get back before MY wedding to attend it!
I think she looks AMAZING & hope my own turns out as well!
So after all this; the gorgeous house, the dress looking stunning on her, she’s like “Let’s take a walk to this crazy old cottage place!” and we walk through the woods to a 1930s Methodist summer camp turned tiny tiny house land. There’s HUNDREDS of these gorgeous old cabins, now owned by individuals but sharing the facilities of the camp – imagine hosting parties in an old dining hall! So fun! Anyway, at that point my head exploded with all the amazingness.