Lace always reminds me of montains
I don't know what it is, but lace always reminds my of mountains. When I'm in the west, it reminds me of the old west of the nineteenth century full of spunk and a can-do attitude. In the southern mountains I think of sweet country living and down-home hospitality. In New England, lace reminds me of traditional and formal entertaining. Lace just fits everywhere.
I love this lace-wrapped invitation suite, especially that rustic with the brown enveloped with faint images of birds. And is that a leather strap on top? Awesome!