Sometimes I know exactly where I am going. In that case it’s easy, pick a route and go.
More often I have an idea where I’d like to end up, and generally speaking a direction to go.
Once in a while I just follow the front wheel and see where it takes me.
The year was 1945. The world in general and France in particular was caught in the social lurch that was the end of WWII.
France had been liberated and the Nazis beaten but the economy was in tatters. No one in France had any materials or money to buy them.
France's fashion industry had been hammered almost to death by WWII. The fashion houses and designers that did survive had nothing to work with after 5 long years of Nazi occupation. A great idea was born.
Why not do the fall 1945 fashion shows in miniature? That would take so much less material and money yet still allow a fall season. All the major fashion houses in France participated.
Dolls were found and standardized. Several of the fashion houses cooperated in unprecedented ways to make this happen. Set designers were hired and the fashion show toured the world instead of the world going to Paris.
It worked out very well for all concerned. The fashion houses sold some new designs around the world based on their minitures and the industry was saved.
The Maryhill Museum exhibits 3 full sets of these miniatures. I have not one bit of fashion sense nor one whit of interest in it, but I was absolutely captivated by this exhibit. I sat on a bench in the midst of the three sets for quite some time.
There is still more to come from Maryhill. Thanks for coming along for the ride.
All words and photographs in this post are mine. For better or worse
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