We had been talking about it and talking about it, and we finally decided to do it. We planned a weekend for Richie, Cathryn and myself to stay in Charleston and do lots of touristy things. We sat down at work one day, made a hotel reservation, and planned out our fun family weekend.
Yep, we stayed at the round Holiday Inn on Savannah Highway, even though Richie told me we could stay anywhere. I'm not ashamed of this, because that place intrigued me.
After breakfast, we drove around downtown Charleston while we waited for the museum to open, and made plans to go to Battery Park on Sunday before the Aquarium opened. Pulling into the parking lot of The Charleston Musuem, I felt my heart begin to pound. I hadn't been there since the 3rd grade (and neither had Richie), so we were really looking forward to seeing it again, and introducing it to Cathryn for the first time.
This is a replica of the Heyward-Washington house in Charleston, where George Washington stayed when he visited Charleston shortly after being named President. Inside was a closet with clothes to try on, music to listen to, games to play, and stories to read. It was Cathryn heaven. It was hard for us to convince her to leave this area to go to the next exhibit.
A hoop skirt and corset. The sign said that the corset was 21 inches at the waist. I hurt thinking about it.
This picture doesn't show it, but this dress was the most beautiful shade of peachy-orange. I wanted to take it off the mannequin and shove it in my purse. You can't convince me that you couldn't wear that dress this spring.
This entire room taunted me with it's retro goodness. I could feel them laughing at me, saying, "Ha, ha...there's not even a glass to separate us! You could reach right over that rope, but we know you won't!" The dress that really broke my heart, though, was:
Part Two: Battery Park and the SC Aquarium.