The sweetest flower girl in the world June 14, 2009

Next week, I will be spending a few days with one of my dearest friends, Amy–she’s my madame du honore, and her lovely daughter Maeve is our flower girl.  While recently unpacking, I came across a photograph of me holding a newborn Maeve Kathleen in the hospital.  And I can distinctly remember making the trip, on the way from class, and how small and perfect she was.  It’s unbelievable that she is know walking and talking, brilliant and school-going.

 

Given my old-fashioned tastes, it’s no surprise that my favorite flower girl dresses are sweet, simple, and romantic.

 

Look at this first dress, very simple, but so sweet.  I would only change out the sash so that the ribbon was much, much wider, and much, much, longer.

from Us Angels

 

This one looks a little tiny bit too prim, but I love the little gloves.  I imagine putting an even more voluminous crinoline underneath, and adding large blooms to the girl’s hair– that would soften the whole look.

also from Us Angels

 

Now– _look_ at this darling little jacket!  How Jane Austen is this?

from The Briar Patch

 

Or this?!  I’m totally smitten with this little capelette.

also from The Briar Patch.  I’m so torn between the capelette and the little blue jacket that I want Maeve to have both, for different sets of photos.  Or one for the night before, or something.

 

Clearly, I’m going gaga over these little frocks.  Look at these two heirloom lace dresses, also from The Briar Patch.

Perfectly darling, no?  And lovely Maeve has the most amazing golden-red hair.  These muted ivories and whites will make her look like some little faerie right out of a pre-Raphaelite tapestry.

 

Just one more– I’m absolutely smitten.  Look:

also from The Briar Patch.

 

Finally, I must mention Maeve’s little brother, Braden– how blessed are we to also have the most adorable ring bearer!   And how perfectly tiny Mr. Darcy is this?

also from The Briar Patch.  

 

_And_— what if we had a little vest made out of the Dunbar tartan, to match the groom’s family kilts?  How sweet would that be, peeking out from this perfectly proper suit?