Golden Age of Travel Dream Birthday

I’ve been reading since I was three years old.  Books are my oldest companions.  Some of the first non-children’s books I read were by Agatha Christie.  I read of far off places and people who spoke multiple languages.  I read about exquisitely-dressed women, striding down station platforms to their first class train carriage, their ladies’ maids tottering along behind them, carrying their jewel cases.  I read about the Orient Express and the Blue Train and grand ocean liners and voyages that lasted longer than my parents’ one-week summer vacation.

I dreamed of a world as shiny and Deco as the Chrysler Building, picked out in white and black and chrome, captioned in a clean sans serif font. I dreamed of travel by train, where a Lady Must Wear the Proper Hat™. I dreamed of travelling to all those gorgeous foreign places forbidden in my youth in the 1980s — Bucharest, Prague, Baghdad… I dreamed of charming jewel thieves on the Riviera and murder (never anyone I knew, of course) on the Nile.

But more than anything, I dreamed of the clothes. I dreamed of being that impeccably-dressed woman with her supremely-efficient lady’s maid. I dreamed of parting a crowd by merely walking through it as passers-by stopped to stare at my wonderfully-matched suit in gorgeous cashmere melton. Most of all, I dreamed of the perfect hat and my curls always placed in the most becoming way around it.

When I got married, we couldn’t go on a honeymoon right away. But a year and a half later, Cunard had a special, so Bob and I took the Queen Elizabeth II to Southampton and stayed a couple of days in London. We dressed as best as we could. I wore evening gowns to dinner every night. I admit that they were all left-over bridesmaids’ dresses sold at a discount by our local bridal shop because the weddings had been cancelled. But they were evening gowns and I was on a Cunard ship on my honeymoon! Who cared that we didn’t even have a porthole. There is something so inspiring about those stacks of red with their black tops. But I was sure, back in 2003, that we were experiencing the last days of Transatlantic Crossings. I knew Queen Elizabeth II wouldn’t sail much longer.

And then they built Queen Mary II. And Queen Victoria. And now there’s a new Queen Elizabeth sailing the seas. The Golden Age of Ocean Travel lives again.

The Dream
When you near your 40th birthday, there is a natural tendency to look back upon your life and think about how far you’ve come and what you’ve achieved. There is also a desire to do what you haven’t done yet — to mark this milestone in a grand way, to celebrate middle age lest we dread it.

Aye! Aye! Captain! *rowrl*

On my 40th birthday, I desperately wanted to take a Transatlantic Crossing on the QM2, take the Orient Express following the route in the book by Agatha Christie, and return home on the QM2, all while dressed in a fabulously period wardrobe.

I started saving for this trip when I turned 35. Unfortunately financial circumstances deemed that there were more pressing uses for the money, and I got lunch and a private tour of Eastern Pennsylvania for my 40th birthday.

The Plan
Well, this year is my 45th Birthday. And I am determined to achieve what I did not five years ago.

Look. I’m a clothing historian. I make period patterns for a living. My favourite time period has always been the early 1930s. With the success of Downton Abbey and Boardwalk Empire, I have learned a great deal about the clothing of the 1910s and 1920s.

I produce patterns and clothing for this time period. I have the skill to make everything I want. I have the knowledge to know what to make for a complete traveling wardrobe for the Golden Age of Ocean Travel. I can do this.

Today is the 13th of February. It is precisely eight months until my 45th birthday. That’s 33 weeks until I have to board the ship. And isn’t 33 a lovely number?

If I have to sleep in the bilges to make this happen, I will do it!

Tomorrow we’ll delve into some books I have from the 1910s, 1920s and 1930s that tell you what a lady should have in her traveling wardrobe. Then we’ll get down to brass tacks and figure out how many outfits I need to make to take this journey.

Carole Lombard and friends in their skivvies

Then we’ll start building my wardrobe. Stay tuned to the blog as I build every piece of my wardrobe from underwear and nightwear to lounging ensembles and sportswear to dresses for afternoon tea, evening gowns, beautiful traveling suits, and dresses suited to the tango!

And hats! Oh my yes HATS!

But it’s probably best to start from the inside out. And that means SKIVVIES!!!

(Isn’t it wonderful that Cunard doesn’t have any luggage restrictions? Yes, I could literally take steamer trunks full of period clothing. And they even carry them to your cabin for you!)

So here is the itinerary:

Now go post this on every blog, website, forum, social media site, and billboard you can. The more patterns I sell, the more likely I am to be able to do this. And I’ll have you all to thank!


© 2012 Kass McGann. All Rights Reserved. The Author of this work retains full copyright for this material.

15 Comments

  1. Hey, post lots of good clothes pics and show us how to traipse along behind you, costuming-wise, and I bet you’ll sell those patterns! To me, anyway. (Somebody’s gotta work too much to have time to sew, right?)

  2. Villana

    Can I suggest a stack of Phryne Fisher Mysteries for your travel reading?

  3. Erin Matuzic

    Wow, sounds amazing. And wouldn’t you know it, this morning I’m watching the QMII pull into Sydney harbour.

  4. Bess Chilver

    You’ll love the Orient Express. Edmund and I travelled home to London from Venice on it for our honeymoon. Its definitely full evening dress for the dinner which you should be eating as you travel through the Alps!
    However, you will have to pull out what you want to wear on the train in a separate bag as all the other luggage will be stored on the train and won’t be accessible.

  5. dervishspin

    This sounds like a fabulous adventure! What a wonderful idea!

  6. Since I’m going along (right?) and you’re going to be Myrna Loy, can I be William Powell?

    This is going to be suh-WEET.

  7. J.M. Egolf

    Gosh, this looks like fun!

    It reminds me of my old dream of dressing in turn of the (last) century clothing and taking a horse-and-buggy ride along Michigan Ave and the Lake in Chicago.

    And y’know, WorldCon is in Chicago this year.

    Maybe you’d want to suggest to people that they use your patterns to make something like this happen at WorldCon this year — maybe with steampunk, to sort of keep with the SF connection?

  8. That sounds wonderful! And I adore 1930s fashion as well, so I’m 110% behind you!

  9. fangirl

    You know, Cunard should hire you to give lectures and do publicity and stuff.

  10. This is so AWESOME and COOL! Do you need a maid? I will happily take care of you – and I can learn to do hair – right??

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