Summer Whites

My new friend, Topaz, turned 35 and she threw an end-of summer soiree complete with croquet, bocce ball, and mandatory sporting whites for the competition.  Of course, if there's cause to dress up I can't help but go overboard, so I pulled the sewing machine out of the basement and went to work.  The dress was a hideous 70's polyester appliqued gem from a thrift store before I got my hands on it. It did have good bones for a Gatsby-esque look, no? 

Side note: the main beverage at the event was a dark blueberry cocktail.  I still can't believe that with all that white around, no one spilled!