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La peche

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Fanchon wore Franklin Mint's Jackie Kennedy peach dress and accessories and her own denim mules and posed amidst various vintage fabrics.

I think she looks like a peach daiquiri personified.

Taking these photos in an artificial environment in summer reminded me of quiet days at my grandparents' in the summer when I would make a beach indoors with beach towels and chaise lounges and drag all the lamps into one place to make it very bright. Then I would put on my swim suit and "bask" in the sun.

I made a video slideshow of Fanchon in this dress since I am learning to use Sony Vegas software for longer and hopefully more complicated slideshows and videos. I am torn as to whether I should share it, because I know it is flawed. The song is one of my favorites, "The Ghost Woman and the Hunter," by Lacuna Coil.

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Comments

Ariel Shelley said…
That peach dress really suits Fanchon, both in style and color! She is so pretty in your pictures.
Amanda said…
Thanks! I have a vintage peach dress a lot like this believe it or not. I have been tempted to photograph us together. :P
Ariel Shelley said…
Oh please do take a photograph with Fanchon in your matching dresses! How cute!
Amanda said…
Okay! Next time I have it on!

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