I couldn't tell you if these pieces are slips or camiknickers, but either way, the delicate lacework and beautiful fits have had me daydreaming of lovely things for days, and I figured you fine folks might enjoy these lovely photos from my internet wanderings too!
Love has no desire but to fulfill itself. To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night. To wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of loving.