But sexy it is not. It's old-fashioned underwear, hand made of woven fabric, specifically slips. I don't think form-fitting was part of the vocabulary when these were made.
There were several older ladies who came by our stand at the-not-successful-show and offered me their linen goodies they no longer wanted. Frau S. left her name and number so we called and made a date to pick up the linens.
It was one of my early outings after the cast was removed. The weather was cold, but not unpleasant and it was such a treat to get into town and see something other than my four walls and the back deck!
We arrived at Frau S. about tea time so of course we had to accept their offer of tea. Then came her son and family unexpectedly so we all sat around the table and talked and enjoyed the Christmas atmosphere in their small apartment. I congratulated myself a bit that finally, finally, I have mastered this difficult language enough to engage in small talk with total strangers. I still make mistakes, and people are of course gracious, but it is such a relief to be able to just have a little chat.
After a bit she brought out the linens. One doesn't reject gifts, and (in my mind) who would want to?
Some damsel with the initials "EP" (Elsa? Elke? Elfriede?) did these up for her trousseau: cotton, with cotton lace trims, all seams fully enclosed, for sure sewn on a treadle machine and each one with a hand-embroidered monogram.
I don't quite know what to do with these treasures. They are in such good shape that it would be a shame to cut them up. And I won't. On the other hand, can you sell something you were gifted?
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