May 23, 2012More Treasures Salvaged From The Flood – My Grandmother’s Collection of Vintage Gloves
This week I bring you more treasures that lived through the flood at my parents house. Unlike the press badges I showed you last week (more of those coming next Weds!), these treasures weren’t injured by the water in any way. Why? Because someone thought ahead and stored them in a knotted plastic bread bag!
Actually, the bread bag was storing a massive evening purse that had all of these gloves balled up inside of it. Double Layers = Saved Treasures!
Lots of gloves! I was actually shocked when I opened the purse. The gloves practically jumped out like spring snakes out of a fake can of peanuts.
Of course, I was thrilled. I remembered most of these gloves very fondly. When my grandmother lived in Chicago, she use to trot these gloves out every time my sister and I came for a visit so we could play “Tea Room” .
And no, not “Tea Party”. “Tea Room” was a very different game. We would pretend to be in one of Chicago’s famous tea rooms, being served the most wonderful tea. My grandmother would always have real tea, and we would drink from real china cups and have real cakes. And then she would tell us stories of each room and the wonderful things she had eaten there before she would take my father shopping or to see a puppet show.
Of course, we still learned all of the requisite tea manners while we played, such as keeping your pinkie out and drinking from the same spot on your cup so you only leave one lipstick smudge.
This was always my very favorite pair. I remember being able to try these on once, while my grandmother cut the tags off of a pair of tiny white gloves she bought for me to use during our Tea Room game.
“Be careful now, Honey,” she said, “I bought those to go out on a very special date with your grandpa.”
I’m so glad these gloves made it through the flood!