#Jersey Noir

[semioticapocalypse]

Bruce Davidson. The Dwarf. New Jersey. 1958

Follow my new AI-related project «Collective memories»

[admiralgiggles]

I never knew I needed a noir anthology of Jersey based stories, but here we are. Over all, it was a good read, even if you don’t hail from the Garden State. My favorite was “New Day Newark” by S.J. Rozan. It’s about a 70 year old lady named Miss Crawford who’s tired of the rival gangs taking over her street corners and influencing the impressionable youth, so she conspires a plan to take them all down.

I don’t remember I how I found this book, but I’m sure glad I did.

[zoeandsubaloveart]

Jersey Style Photography, Mark Kranjak

“The Pulp Writer”

[joejoescircusworld]

The Sopranos Season 5, Episode 10: Cold Cuts #michael imperioli

[koolcards]

Jamal Murray Jersey Card

[new30lifestyle]

Kick Door // A New30 Picture

[charlixcxashtray]

yesssss i have beef w a non binary !!! finally i can walk the walk instead of just talk the talk

[atavist]

Copper Kettle sold the best fudge on the Jersey Shore—and after its owner's body was found stuffed in a car, his murder went unsolved for decades. Things change, though. Atavist issue no. 143, WHO KILLED THE FUDGE KING?, is now available.

But a cohort of Ocean City residents insisted that the answers were right there for anyone who bothered to look. They believed that a toxic brew of prejudice, rage, and power had doomed the Fudge King.

I agreed, and thought that the story might make a great screenplay—a kind of South Jersey noir or David Lynch fantasia, where the flowers are pretty above the surface but gnarly worms lurk just below. Yet, soon I was hooked more deeply by the story of a fellow gay man living a relatively out life in the town where my family had spent our summer vacations. Someone whose reward for trying to yank Ocean City into the future was to become a target of hate and hypocrisy.

[liyawritesss]

ʟᴏᴠɪɴɢ ᴄᴏʟʟᴇɢᴇ!ᴍɪʟᴇꜱ ᴍᴏʀᴀʟᴇꜱ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ɪɴᴄʟᴜᴅᴇ...

Characters: College!Spider-Verse!Miles Morales 

Type: headcanons

Synopsis: What would it be like to hold the heart of Brooklyn’s very own Spiderman? Is it an exhilarating tale for the ages, or do things crash and burn before the romance even begins?

Warnings: Some cursing but that’s about it

A/N: Think of this as a part 2 to my original college!miles morales headcanons. Very sweet and cute, with Miles being a dork even in his young adult years.

Tags: @6-noir @babyboiboyega @badass-dora-milaje @jacuzziwaters @mbakuetshurisprincess @shuriszn @verachii @writingintheshadowsforever @cafehyunji @niyahwrites @pantherheart @marsfunzon22 @briology @honeybleed

Sign Up For My Taglist Here!

As said previously in my general college!miles headcanons, I doubt that he’s that invested in dating and pursuing a love life while at school in jersey. So I feel like it’s likely he’ll meet his partner when he travels back home for vacations, weekend trips, etc, as its somewhere he feels more at ease to be himself.

I like the idea of Miles bumping into the attractive person at the Lenny’s Bodega he normally buys his Jamaican Beef Patties from, in a very cheesy and cliche situation where there’s only one left in stock when the both of you reach for it….and Miles being the gentleman he is, would let you have it (also bc there’s a massive fight happening outside and he’s got a suit up real quick, but you don’t question just how frantic he is when leaving the store)

After that Miles tries his hardest to see you again, making up the lamest excuses to head to the corner store. Mama Rio’s out of milk? He’s already bolting out the door. Catching up with dad while he’s on patrol and Jeff mentions he’s a tiny bit hungry? No problem Pops, I got it. And lord knows that boy do not need to go on that many ‘snack runs’ with how skinny and lanky he is, cuz he not gaining nothin’

Though at some point he does run into you again, and he’s able to engage a conversation by the fact that there’s more beef patties in stock so both of you guys can get one. It’s a cheesy joke but it works, cuz when you laugh a little it gives him a major confidence boost

Of course, Mama Rio peeps that somethings up with her son when he comes home with an extra pep in his step. But just because he’s an adult now doesn’t mean that she doesn’t have grounds to tease him. “Did you meet someone today? A girl? Or….. a guy?” She absolutely lives for seeing her son happy and giddy.

It starts just as casual texting, sending tiktoks back and forth and sending casual check-ins. Over time it evolves into meetups, hangouts, facetime calls. And originally Miles is just like “they’re attractive and cool asf” and is perfectly fine with a friendship. It’s been a long time since he’s had a genuine one (in reference to the events of ATSV), and more than anything, just wants someone he can be real with.

But even he can’t fight the realization that at some point throughout your friendship, his perspective of you shifted from platonic to romantic. Miles started to notice little things about you that would make his heart stall in his chest or his stomach flip around with butterflies. Noticing a new fragrance you’ve bought, or a change in your usual hair style, or being more in tune with your emotions than even you are.

So it begs to question; when would Miles say anything about his budding feelings? Well…he probably won’t say much of anything at first. If anything he tries to bury them because he doesn’t wanna ruin the one good friendship he’s been able to maintain since he was a teen. But his changes in behavior don’t go unnoticed by you, and for a while, the two of you walk this thin line of “will they-wont they” until you ultimately bring the conversation up

You go on a couple of dates, have a couple of conversations about what would be expected in a relationship with the both of you, and with your talks Miles slowly but surely begins to gather the courage he needs to be firm with his desires for you…which comes in the form of a kiss underneath the stars while stargazing on the rooftop of his brownstone building.

In the beginning, he’s still kind of skittish, he doesn’t wanna do anything wrong ruin what you two have, and there’s a lot of reassurance that goes into play during the first few months of you two dating (on both ends, really). But once he’s comfortable and you two are really set in…good luck tryna get rid of him

Clingy clingy clingy clingy clingy- loves cuddles, hugs, kisses- is definitely a “where my hug at” typa nigga, and will immediately get grumpy if you dont give him a greeting kiss. Always has a hand on you, whether it be on your back, in your hand, on your thigh- he just needs to physically feel you to ease his mind sometimes.

He draws portraits of you and leaves them in your bedroom or his to find. He also likes when you give him feedback and praise for his drawings because they make him feel really good about them. He always jokes about how you change your hair so much, it’s hard for him to nail down certain hair types and protective styles that you wear.

When he’s home for summer break, your parents can’t and will never stop you two from sneaking into each other’s rooms through the fire escape. They just expect to come into your rooms and find the two of you cuddled up together, with blankets lazily thrown over your bodies. But it also gives them plenty of pictures to blackmail the both of you with. (Jefferson is notorious for picking on his son for clinging onto you like how he used to cling onto Rio’s arm as a baby when he slept. Miles will never know peace in his own house.)

If you have your own apartment, Rio has to beg this boy to come home, and constantly makes jokes about him moving in with you since he spends so much time at your place anyway.

When he’s away at school, he calls you three times a day - one in the morning so that you two can wake up and get ready together, one in the afternoon when he’s in between classes and while you’re either in between classes or on lunch at your job, and once in the evening so you two can unwind and fall asleep together on the phone for the process to be repeated again.

He likes to speak random sentences in Spanish and watch your face contort in confusion. In the scenario that you don’t know or understand the language, you’ll ask him what he said, but he’s so difficult with it, he lets you beg until you ultimately give up, and whispers it in your ear while giving you a back hug. It turns out to be something cheesy as hell, but you love it either way.

If you do understand/know the language, you look at him like he’s grown two heads and question what it is he’s even saying, because in this scenario he’ll say the most random and out of pocket shit just to annoy you. Though you forgive him in the end because he honestly sounds so good when he’s speaking his mother’s tongue.

Dating Miles also means sharing him with Brooklyn, and subsequently New York in general, when it comes to his Spiderman duties. If you can hold him down even though he can’t guarantee being a constant presence for you, you’ll make him fall harder than he originally had. If you love him unconditionally, even if the nights where he comes to you, battered, bruised and exhausted; even when he has to cancel dates or disappear in the middle of a phone conversation; or there are certain things he can’t tell you because of his superhero occupation - the one thing Miles will always promise you is that he’ll come back to you every single time. And that's more than enough for the both of you.

If you enjoyed, please leave a like, comment, and reblog for others to see! And don’t be shy to send in a request!

[fandom]

This is a gentle reminder to drink some water and sit up straight.

The Roy family is really going through it during the final season of Succession. Nintendo dropped a trailer for The Legend of Zelda: Tears of the Kingdom, and folks are counting down the days until the game’s release. In other gaming news, Obey Me! Nightbringer launched, and players have jumped in head-first. April 13 came and went, with an outpouring of memes and fan art for both Homestuck and everyone’s favorite rodent musician, Neil. Taylor Swift’s tour is underway, and the GIFs are impeccable. Also, Misha Collins discussed last year’s drama at the Creation New Jersey convention. This is Tumblr’s Week in Review.

The Owl House

Succession

The Legend of Zelda: Tears of the Kingdom

Misha Collins

Homestuck

Obey Me! Shall We Date?

Luz Noceda | The Owl House

The Mandalorian

Artists on Tumblr

Barbie

Ted Lasso

Taylor Swift

RWBY

The QSMP Minecraft Server

Critical Role

Neil Banging Out The Tunes

The Welcome Home ARG

Wally Darling | The Welcome Home ARG

The Limited Life SMP Minecraft Server

Miraculous: Tales of Ladybug & Cat Noir

[semioticapocalypse]

George Tice. Petit's Mobil Station and Watertower, Cherry Hill, New Jersey. 1974

[no-see-um-incorrect]

(this idea was from  @weepingredwillow I hope I did it justice)

Also, I allude to the headcanon that sweetheart and Sam are siblings 

Tender love, And-

Sam and Masc Darlin belated after care 

⚠️NSFW Mentioned⚠️bruises⚠️ mentions of past trauma⚠️ angst⚠️

No proofread 

——————————————————

Darlin woke up to the soft morning light shining in their face from the window. They adjusted their eyes to the glow, searching for the face that they usually wake up to…a face that is conspicuously absent.

Then the memories of their conversation with Sam last night came flooding back. He’s at Vincents. helping him with landscaping plans. 

He must’ve left before the sun came up. They could stay in bed all day, but. sadly, this was the day where they also had things to do. Darlin rolls over to sit up and is immediately met with an intense sharp pain in their side. “GOD!FuCk-”

Darlin’s POV:

“God that fucking stings!”

I sat up from the bed clutching my side, carefully walking to the mirror. Well doesn’t this bring back memories.

I look in the mirror and lift up my tank top. “Oh shit” a large dark bruise on my side “how the fuck-Oh” the memories of me and Sam escapades last night start coming back to me. We had talked about using a little more force but….he did not push me against the wall that hard. And even if he did my bruises don’t hurt NEARLY this fucking bad. I haven’t felt this bad of pain since-

“Aw shit….i must’ve re-Fucked it up” should’ve listened to Gabe when he told me to drink the milk out of my cereal bowl growing up. “it’ll make your bones stronger!” Who would’ve guessed the old man would be right.

Good going! First time your a little rougher with your mate in bed and ya fucked it up by getting hurt. I sit back down on the bed, wincing at the pain from grabbing my phone off the nightstand.

“Healershealershealershealers” I scroll through my phone contacts. Cursing myself for not learning healing magic like Marie was always wanting me and Milo to do. Then I see my saving grace 

invis-bitch

Given how close they are to Sam it’s not my best option, but better than an earful from Marie. I dial the number and put it on speakerphone.

“investigator Greer speaking” “investigator Greer~ is this some film noir scene! Am I supposed to put on some sort of cheap jersey accent and tell you about how my husband has mysteriously vanished~” “very funny. I’m just testing it out” “it sounds nice i’m sure if Milo heard you say that he would tackle you right then and there” a chuckle can be heard on the other end of the phone “are you gonna get on the topic of why you called? Or am I supposed to guess?” “oh, right. are you free at all?” “actually I’m at work right now. why what’s up?” “Shit-never mind I thought I left something at your house..but it’s right in front of me!” “you sure? You don’t sound normal” “i’m fine just woke up. see you at the next pack meeting. investigator Greer~”

I Hang up the phone and grab my bag. Taking a few ibuprofen. Before heading to the shower. 

Nobody’s POV 

Darlin gets out of the shower and gently slithers into a tank top and boxers.

*BUZZBUZZBUZZ* invis-bitch

“can’t get enough of me huh?”

“you worry me” “you’re not the first person who’s told me that” “given your track record I won’t be the last” “so what’s up?” “your hurt what happened?” “you got all of that from a phone call? No wonder you’re one of dumps best” “Answer the question Tank” “FINE. Me and Sam wanted to get a little rougher in bed and he pushed me against the wall too hard…” “did Sam not realize it?” “well, if he did, I wouldn’t be sitting here with a broken rib talking to you now would I?” “usually Sam’s pretty careful with his strength..” “🎶it was the heat of the moment🎶-OW! shit!” “try not to strain yourself DumbASS” “why do you sound so pissy?” “I had to cancel my dinner plans because I have to work late. stop deflecting” “…asshat” “why didn’t you call Sam?” “he’s already out  helping Vinny with shit and the sun is bright as hell. He can’t go anywhere” “but that’s not the only reason” “what makes you say that?” “because you hide your emotions the same way Milo does. You give some vague general ass answer, in hopes to satisfy the person asking because you don’t want to burden them” “wow getting read to filth on a Tuesday afternoon”

“spill. i’m literally sitting here doing basic ass paperwork I’ve got time” “…..Sam takes his time with everything…and that’s time I’m happy to give him..i’m scared that one stupid accident will make us go backwards…” “….do you wanna know why me and Milo work so Well?” “…sure” “Me and Mi work so well because we communicate on everything. “Hey love the knots are a little too tight” “hey sweetheart can you use a little less teeth?” We constantly have that line of intimate communication To the point where it’s as simple as talking about dinner” “but i don’t want to-” “To scare him? Oh Honey that Man is ALL IN! because you’re his safe person. He has a level of trust with you that he’s never had with anybody else” “..so what do I do?” “have a conversation. I promise you it’s not as hard as it sounds” “….thanks for the advice” “yeah, try actually listening to it”

They hang up the phone. and grab a heating pad out from the bottom of the cupboard under the sink 

————————Time jump———————————

“I’m Home Darlin!” Darlin walks out of the bedroom “hey baby” they give him a soft kiss and wrap their arms around his neck. Their side burned in pain, but they managed to hide it  “how was your day?” “pretty uneventful. what about you?” “Who would’ve guessed Vincent is so picky when it comes to outdoor decor *sigh* but I’m happy to be home” “are you gonna go get cleaned up or do you want to chill on the couch” “we can chill on the couch. That’s fine with me” the two sit on the couch and cuddle up close, being careful as to not sit in a way that would injure them further 

“hey Sam?” “yeah Darlin?” they sit up and turn to him “um…I…I noticed something this morning that sparks an important conversation we need to have…” “is everything OK?” “yeah, everything’s fine. Justhear me out OK?” “all right I’m hearing ya” “last night was great it felt great. Everything was great. but this morning I woke up and saw the effects of it…” “..did I hurt you?” “….yeah. I didn’t want to tell you.. because I didn’t want you to feel shitty over a mistake..” “Darlin..I appreciate you looking out for me like that but I can handle a little constructive criticism when it comes to you. I wanna make sure you’re comfortable” “and I am comfortable! It just needs some tweaking..” “and I’m more than happy to do that…can I see” “how did you know the pain is still there?”

“you were walking weird..thought you just fell asleep on something…please let me see” Darlin lifts up their tank top and exposes the large bruise covering their side. They can hear sam’s gasp

“i’m so sorry Darlin” “Sam it was a simple mistake.. you don’t need to apologize for that” “….at least let me fix it..let me give you that tender love and care I should’ve given you last night before we fell asleep” Darlin nods and Sam gestures for them to lay down, And turns them to their side. “can I touch?” “Yea. Sammy baby you don’t need to ask. it’s not like we’re back in my old apartment after I fought those vamps. i’m familiar with these..callus hands~” they smiled  and for a split second it brought Sam back to that old apartment and hell, even through tears and blood and pain his darlin still smiled.

Sam’s hands gently shifted around their torso. Sam’s magic didn’t tingle like Marie’s or Milo‘s mate’s. It felt warm. Like a roaring fire on a cold winters night. or a warm blanket after a long day. It was a Sam feeling. it’s their favorite feeling. 

Once the healing was all done Darlin went to pull down their shirt, but Sam stopped them 

“I never said I was done” “but you finish the healing” “yeah, I plan to do much more than that kind of healing” they stopped his hands “Sam I don’t want it to take too much out of you. That was a lot of magic” “i’m fine darlin. I only got a dull headache it’ll go away in a little while. But right now I wanna do this. if you’ll let me” “..Fine”

Sam straddles their legs. And leans forward.  planting soft kisses on their side where the bruise used to be. Gently kissing up and down their torso. the feeling of his scruff against their skin tickled against their scars. “I can feel you almost laughing” “it feels nice! but it also tickles” “i’m glad” “….But..Ya know what would feel even better?~” “what’s that?” “feeling those soft lips on mine~” “is that so~” they adjust themselves  so they’re laying on the couch and Sam’s on top of them. He wraps his arms around their neck. And Darlin locks their lips. A soft and warm kiss.  one of those kisses where it just feels like everything’s right in the world. (even when things aren’t) Sam breaks away and gazes into their eyes. 

“I love you Sam” “I love you too Darlin”

————————————————————————

This might be shit 

But that’s OK. However, I am not. 

I’m not OK 

I promise that I will write something other than Sam&Darlin soon (I just really love them)

Hope you enjoyed 





[serpentinegraphite]

Since Gotham City is often set in Jersey, and NJ is one of those states where you can't pump your own gas, like. Before Batman gets an electrical car do you think he has to let some random gas station attendant top off the batmobile?

I'm imagining like Battinson brooding in the front seat of the batmobile, sad noir monologue in his head about crime, waiting for the gas station attendant to finish filling up the batmobile

Alternatively, campy early era Batman explaining to the viewer, "we have to allow someone else to pump the gas, Robin. That's the Law!" While they're illegal vigilantes

Like 1 in 3 gas station attendants are like "no dude, you're doing crimes (vigilantism) I'm not getting bagged as an accessory. Pump your own gas." And Bruce 100% does not know how the first few times bc he's Gotham born and bred and, crucially, the kind of rich boy who has a chauffeur most of the time anyway before his vengeance quest really gets underway.

[chicinsilk]

US Vogue July 1973

Lauren Hutton wears a black silk jersey shirt and skirt. By Saint Laurent Rive Gauche. Rhinestone chains, Donald Stannard, glitter clip, William de Lillo, black tights, Vanity Fair. Hairstyle, by Ara Gallant. Editor, Polly Mellen.

Lauren Hutton porte une chemise et une jupe en jersey de soie noire. Par Saint Laurent Rive Gauche. Chaînes en strass, Donald Stannard, clip pailleté, William de Lillo, collants noirs, Vanity Fair. Coiffure, par Ara Gallant. Èditrice, Polly Mellen.

Photo Richard Avedon vogue archive

[koolcards]

MPJ Jersey Card

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nDEgqX0jHyU

[chic-a-gigot]

Le Petit écho de la mode, no. 10, vol 23, 10 mars 1901, Paris. 4. Toilettes de ville. Ville de Paris / Bibliothèque Forney

I. Corsage en soie glacée bleu ciel de Nice. Ce délicieux corsage est composé de plis creux montés sur un empiècement carré en satin blanc recouvert de grosse guipure Cluny encadré par une patte entourée de petits galons d’argent. Cette patte se termine à gauche par un bouton fantaisie. Les plis sont réunis à la taille sous une ceinture en étoffe pareille; entre les plis, petites pattes en velours même ton. Manches plissées sur crevé de velours garni d’un parement rayé de galon d’argent.

I. Nice sky blue ice silk bodice. This delicious bodice is made up of box pleats mounted on a square white satin yoke covered with large Cluny guipure framed by a tab surrounded by small silver braid. This tab ends on the left with a fancy button. The pleats are gathered at the waist under a belt of similar fabric; between the folds, small velvet tabs of the same tone. Pleated sleeves on velvet trimmed with a striped silver braid facing.

Mat.: 4 mèt. de soie, 0m50 de velours, 0m60 de guipure.

—

II. Costume tailleur en drap jersey coque de noix. Jupe souple non doublée, garnie au bas d’une bande piquée, formant des dents, des pattes piquées plus étroites garnissent le haut. Boléro court avec revers. Col et pattes piqués. Manches unies avec revers piqués. Gilet croisé en soie mauve surmonté d’un col droit rabattu. Ceinture ronde en drap. Toquet en taffetas noir orné de plumes noires. Gants blancs.

II. Tailored suit in walnut shell jersey cloth. Soft, unlined skirt, trimmed at the bottom with a stitched band, forming teeth, narrower stitched tabs garnish the top. Short bolero with lapels. Stitched collar and legs. Plain sleeves with stitched cuffs. Purple silk double-breasted vest topped with a straight turn-down collar. Round cloth belt. Black taffeta hat decorated with black feathers. White gloves.

Mat.: 5m50 de drap, 1m50 de soie.

—

III. Toilette en crêpe de Chine gris étain, velours cerise, satin blanc et guipure. Jupe plissée par groupes, montée sur un empiècement découpé en velours entouré d’un entre-deux de guipure. Boléro bouillonné encadré de guipure et d'un dépassant de velours. Ce boléro, très ouvert, laisse voir un gilet de satin blanc croisé sur un plastron de guipure surmonté d’un col droit en guipure et de petites oreilles de velours. Ceinture en velours. Manches bouillonnées. Fond de jupe séparé.

III. Ensemble in pewter gray crepe de chine, cherry velvet, white satin and guipure. Skirt pleated in groups, mounted on a cut-out velvet yoke surrounded by a guipure insert. Bubbled bolero framed with guipure and a velvet overhang. This very open bolero reveals a white satin vest crossed over a guipure bib topped with a straight guipure collar and small velvet ears. Velvet belt. Bubble sleeves. Separate skirt bottom.

Mat.: 11 mèt. de crêpe de Chine, 1 m. de velours, i m. de guipure.

—

IV. Costume en drap léger bleu toile, velours même ton et mousseline de soie. Jupe plissée à petits plis sur les hanches donnant l’ampleur au bas. Tablier plat devant. Cette jupe est montée sur un fond de jupe. Corsage-veste plissé à plis lingerie très fins formant une petite basque bordée de velours. Le haut, décolleté en rond, est garni d’une berthe en velours terminée par un nœud; petits nœuds retenant les devants. Chemisette plissée en mousseline de soie blanche avec col rabattu en velours. Ceinture en velours. Manches ouvertes du bas sur un petit bouffant en mousse line de soie serré par un poignet en velours.

IV. Suit in light blue canvas cloth, same-tone velvet and silk chiffon. Pleated skirt with small pleats on the hips giving fullness to the bottom. Flat apron in front. This skirt is mounted on a skirt base. Pleated bodice-jacket with very fine lingerie pleats forming a small basque lined with velvet. The top, with a round neckline, is trimmed with a velvet berthe finished with a bow; small knots holding the fronts. Pleated white silk chiffon shirt with velvet turn-down collar. Velvet belt. Sleeves open at the bottom to a small bouffant in linen silk foam tightened by a velvet cuff.

Mat.: 6 mèt. de drap, 1 mèt. de velours, 1 mèt. de mousseline de soie

—

V. Costume en cover-coat « café », velours même ton et guipure. Jupe avec tablier plat, garnie de petits plis prenant des côtés entourant le bas. Corsage-blouse plissé en travers croisé de côté sous un revers fantaisie en drap recouvert de velours. Le haut ouvert laisse voir un gilet en guipure surmonté d’un col droit. Cravate de soie noire. Ceinture ronde en velours. Manches garnies de grands revers de guipure.

V. Suit in “coffee” cover coat, same-tone velvet and guipure. Skirt with flat apron, trimmed with small pleats taking from the sides surrounding the bottom. Bodice-blouse pleated crosswise crossed on the side under a fancy lapel in cloth covered with velvet. The open top reveals a guipure vest topped with a straight collar. Black silk tie. Round velvet belt. Sleeves trimmed with large guipure lapels.

Mat.: 6 mèt. de drap, 1 mèt. de velours.

—

VI. Costume en lainage bleu militaire. Jupe ronde unie doublée de soie ou d’alpaga. Corsage-blouse ouvert devant sur un gilet de satin blanc. Le haut du corsage est garni d'up col fantaisie entouré de petits galons d’or. Coi droit garni de galon d’or. Ceinture ronde unie. Manches avec revers garnis de galon d’or. Petit bouffant en satin blanc retenu par un poignet rayé de galon d’or. Chapeau en paille maïs, orné de plumes blanches, soie maïs et roses roses.

VI. Military blue wool suit. Plain round skirt lined with silk or alpaca. Bodice-blouse open in front over a white satin vest. The top of the bodice is trimmed with a fancy high collar surrounded by small gold braid. Right side garnished with gold braid. Plain round belt. Sleeves with cuffs trimmed with gold braid. Small white satin bouffant held by a cuff striped with gold braid. Corn straw hat, decorated with white feathers, corn silk and pink roses.

Mat.: 6 mèt. de lainage, 1 mèt. de satin. 10 mèt. de galon.