I was born in the year 1852 to whom I affectionately like to call The World’s Worst Mother. Emma- never-met-a gown-I-didn’t-like-Bovary. Oh, but I’m done whining. She taught me much and I am forever appreciative. But more about moi later. Just look at the dress below. One of my favorites from the Charles Frederick Worth collection of masterpieces. A demain, Berthe.
All about moi, Madame Bovary’s Daughter.