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the squaw dress

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“The Squaw Dress, a categorization label for several types of one- and two-piece dresses, was a regional style in the American Southwest in the late 1940s and became a national dress trend in the 1950s. Its defining feature, a full, tiered skirt, came in three shapes: (1) a slightly gathered skirt based on Navajo dress; (2) a “broomstick” or pleated skirt based on Navajo and Mexican attire; and (3) a fully gathered, three-tiered skirt based on contemporary Western Apache Camp Dresses or Navajo attire. In addition to the common designation of Squaw Dress, dresses with the third skirt type were also called Fiesta, Kachina, Tohono, or Patio Dress (depending on the type of decoration); the former two styles were called Navajo Dresses. Squaw Dresses were extremely popular because of their comfort and regional indigenous associations. They represented both idealized femininity and Americanness because of their Native American origins.”

Excerpted from:

What’s in a name? The 1940s-1950s “Squaw Dress”
By Parezo, Nancy J.
Publication: The American Indian Quarterly

The Wildflower

The Wildflower restaurant was so elegant and the food was oh so good.  Understand there is no more Wildflower; it is being replanted as Elway’s. However, the memories linger. This photo was taken more than twenty years ago, as I write: the memories linger.

Come ski season, the expansive and fabulously located space will be the site of Elway’s first high-country restaurant, offering such signature dishes as hand-cut, aged USDA prime steaks, fresh seafood and shellfish, Colorado rack of lamb, and Elway’s Smash Burger (not to be confused with the Smashburger chain, which coincidentally got its start in the Vail Valley).

the silly teen years

Salvaged a diary written by an  insipid, silly teenage girl. This diary was among all of the flood-damaged ‘stuff.’

It is embarrassing to realize how shallow this girl was during those years. Shallow and silly – and ignorant.

Hopefully, I’ve learned a little since then. Hopefully . . .