Awesome Halloween intro story @Karenska ! Happy Halloween to all thevscarfies!
Scarves Scarf of the Day 2021 - Which Hermès scarf are you wearing today?
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Oh, LKB, thank you so much
. I’m sure I was thinking of many old tales of unrequited or disappointed love. Giselle, Wuthering Heights, Tess. Ballads, yes! When I was writing it, the Child ballad Barbara Allen was running through my head. Adding in a silky rendering of poor Gabriel’s watery grave.
From the standpoint of the design, orchard, I agree, plissés are indeed challenging. And in their springiness. But on the positive side, they are so much fun to wear. And as they are used, I find they stretch out a bit, especially if using a chain d’ancre.
Oh, my! Tremendous inspiration for this week.Happy Halloween, dear Scarfies. A hearty thank you to @Cookiefiend for her hosting of last week’s theme. Most delightful! This week, we are telling Ghost Stories, real or imagined, with our scarves. So without further ado, here is mine.
Bhhhwahhh……
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It was a dark and stormy night.Sorry, just kidding
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The Calèche and the Châle
Delphine had, without knowing, captured the heart of Gabriel, her family’s chauffeur. Due to her sheltered youth and naïveté, she was unaware of Gabriel’s growing love for her. To Delphine, he was their family’s young driver with whom she had grown up. She loved him as a brother and had affectionately dubbed him Ange. As children, they would play in the woods and meadows of the Bois, and he would tease her about her dog, Alouette, whom Delphine adored. “Ah, you love Alouette more than life itself!” he would exclaim, which confused Delphine because to her Alouette was life.
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After Gabriel grew old enough to work as the calèche driver, Delphine and he would see each other as he drove Maman and her in their little Duc through the streets of Paris or to the great Bois. There, he would sit atop the roofless carriage and watch her walk with Alouette, becoming ever more smitten with the solitary young woman. Sometimes they would walk together and talk of their childhood adventures.
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As the year progressed and Gabriel fell more and more in love, Delphine began to understand this, but could not admit to herself that she, too, was falling in love with him.
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One beautiful October evening, Gabriel could no longer keep his love a secret. He presented Delphine with an exquisite blue and rose châle as a pledge of his undying love, and proposed marriage. Confused and somewhat frightened, Delphine refused him.
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Brokenhearted, Gabriel fled Paris and found refuge in the sea, which became his home. Out on the seas, he threw the shawl overboard and watched the waves toss it until it disappeared.
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Delphine’s heart was broken, too. Too late, she realized what Gabriel meant by loving something “more than life itself”. Falling into a state of grief, she grew ill and died the following October. Alouette soon followed. They were buried together in a simple grave in a wooded stand in the Bois.
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Gabriel sailed for many years, burying his sorrow in the incessant, lonely churn of the sea. Eventually, his ship foundered.
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As the years passed, people told of strange apparitions they saw in the Bois during autumn. They told stories of a ghostly calèche riding through the woods to a barely marked grave. There, they say, a man and a woman, wearing a blue and rose shawl, embrace and walk hand in hand through the Bois until dawn. A little dog follows.
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Karenska- you have a natural gift for storytelling... this gave me chills (and brought a sweet tear to my eye).
Wait, wut?!
Must hear more about this... more deets please and/or weave a spooky tale for us?
So apropos... and adore it with stripes!Happy Halloween Scarfies! I am wearing a bunch of cute black masked shoppers carrying orange treat bags...Le Bal Masque!
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Thank you, Cookie, for hosting the orange and pink week! And thank you, Karenska, for introducing a ghost story week with a proper scary story!
Lovely, Lanit! Why did the Jardin anglais mousseline not work on me? I admire it on you!
Delightful colours, Croisette, and nice memories of your Paris trip!
So pretty, twin!
This soft Tohy Bohu makes a great scarf!Have SO enjoyed seeing all the silk wonders this week! Thanks punny Cookie for hosting and keeping me giggling
Skittering in under the wire with some last minute orange offerings:
Jungle Love tattoo, Vif Argent
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Cache Cache Aquatique ps, ZPegasus nano
C’est la Fete ds
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...plus some pink/orange combos:
Brides et Gris Gris, Tohu BohuView attachment 5237769
Fouets et Badines, Cheval Surprise Coloriage gav
Great looks, Bunnycat, this orange hem is very uplifting!oooh- @turfnsurf - I love your wee ZP!!! So cute!
Squeaking in at the last moment with a couple more from this week.
Marble Bandana in pink and also Les Artisans in pink and orange. Next week I have high hopes that it will be CASHMERE weather here for a few days!
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Oh, the perfect scarf for today!Happy Halloween Scarfies! I am wearing a bunch of cute black masked shoppers carrying orange treat bags...
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Brilliant and creative, dearest karenska. You missed your true calling.Happy Halloween, dear Scarfies. A hearty thank you to @Cookiefiend for her hosting of last week’s theme. Most delightful! This week, we are telling Ghost Stories, real or imagined, with our scarves. So without further ado, here is mine.
Bhhhwahhh……
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It was a dark and stormy night.
The Calèche and the Châle
Delphine had, without knowing, captured the heart of Gabriel, her family’s chauffeur. Due to her sheltered youth and naïveté, she was unaware of Gabriel’s growing love for her. To Delphine, he was their family’s young driver with whom she had grown up. She loved him as a brother and had affectionately dubbed him Ange. As children, they would play in the woods and meadows of the Bois, and he would tease her about her dog, Alouette, whom Delphine adored. “Ah, you love Alouette more than life itself!” he would exclaim, which confused Delphine because to her Alouette was life.
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After Gabriel grew old enough to work as the calèche driver, Delphine and he would see each other as he drove Maman and her in their little Duc through the streets of Paris or to the great Bois. There, he would sit atop the roofless carriage and watch her walk with Alouette, becoming ever more smitten with the solitary young woman. Sometimes they would walk together and talk of their childhood adventures.
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As the year progressed and Gabriel fell more and more in love, Delphine began to understand this, but could not admit to herself that she, too, was falling in love with him.
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One beautiful October evening, Gabriel could no longer keep his love a secret. He presented Delphine with an exquisite blue and rose châle as a pledge of his undying love, and proposed marriage. Confused and somewhat frightened, Delphine refused him.
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Brokenhearted, Gabriel fled Paris and found refuge in the sea, which became his home. Out on the seas, he threw the shawl overboard and watched the waves toss it until it disappeared.
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Delphine’s heart was broken, too. Too late, she realized what Gabriel meant by loving something “more than life itself”. Falling into a state of grief, she grew ill and died the following October. Alouette soon followed. They were buried together in a simple grave in a wooded stand in the Bois.
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Gabriel sailed for many years, burying his sorrow in the incessant, lonely churn of the sea. Eventually, his ship foundered.
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As the years passed, people told of strange apparitions they saw in the Bois during autumn. They told stories of a ghostly calèche riding through the woods to a barely marked grave. There, they say, a man and a woman, wearing a blue and rose shawl, embrace and walk hand in hand through the Bois until dawn. A little dog follows.
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And now for the unimaginative and, I fear, entirely predictable introduction of C'est la Fete this Hallow's Eve.
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How lovely and appropriate! Very elegant tying, LKB.Happy Halloween Scarfies! I am wearing a bunch of cute black masked shoppers carrying orange treat bags...
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Thank you so kindly, dear Agrume!Thank you, Cookie, for hosting the orange and pink week! And thank you, Karenska, for introducing a ghost story week with a proper scary story!
Lovely, Lanit! Why did the Jardin anglais mousseline not work on me? I admire it on you!
Delightful colours, Croisette, and nice memories of your Paris trip!
So pretty, twin!
This soft Tohy Bohu makes a great scarf!
Great looks, Bunnycat, this orange hem is very uplifting!
Oh, the perfect scarf for today!
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