From a huge Duesenberg 
Warning: Lots of pictures of old cars.  I like old cars, and I like to take pictures of their shiny bits, so if cars don't interest you, this post may be dull.

Last night Mr. C and I attended Henry Ford's 150th birthday bash at Reno's National Automobile Museum downtown, along with my parental units.  See?

Mr. C came to an EVENT!?
  It seemed like an occasion to dress up, so I wore an awesome vintage dress that was a gift from Sharon R.  I don't know if this dress was a 1920s-altered-in-the1950s, or a 1950s-throwback-to-1920s, but after repairing the side zip and removing the front dart, it fit like a dream.

Blue dress, blue car - is it '20s, is it '50s? who knows!?
I worked my hair into a vaguely '20s waved style, with pincurls and my vintage wave clips I found at Sacramento Antiques Faire, though the wind in this town has a way of demolishing a carefully coiffed crown in a matter of minutes.

Sitting under the dryer, roasting the carefully set hair
Hair - taken at the end of the night.  Sorry it's a bit blurry.
The event was lovely - Mr. Ford was in attendance, talking about conspiracies and vanity and farmers and unions and how terrible General Motors is.  It was madly enjoyable.  There was cake.  It was a grand time. :-)


This is an engine.
This is my dad.
This is a Merce-drool-es
This is a wooden wheel.
Another view of the dress. I paired it with Gibsons in ivory, to go with the little white beads on the bodice.


After Mr. Ford's talk, Chris and I went shopping...
 
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