This weekend it's Sint Maarten. I live in The Netherlands and this children's fest isn't celebrated in the whole country, but only in some regions. Sint Maarten was the son of a rich man who shared half of his coat with a poor, coat- and shoeless man and therefore was named a saint.
The celebration that came out of this anecdote, are groups of children that trek along the houses in the neighborhood after dark with lights and lampions. They hope people want to share sweets and candies by singing Sintremaarten songs (short songs, of course, because they want to get as much sweets as possible, so the longer the song, the shorter the time left to go to other houses; for people who don't want to share sweets and candies are special songs, in which people are named greedy). It's a bit like Halloween, but with songs and without the scary things.
The weeks before November 11, name day of Sint Maarten and therefore the day of celebration, children traditionally start to m…
If I could wave a magic wand and have everything Lindy Bop puts out land in my closet, I so would! After daydreaming about their offerings for ages, I was finally able to pick up four of these gorgeous dresses as a very generous Christmas gift from Tony last year and completely adore all of them. I really hope I can add at least a couple more of their wonderful frock to my closet again next holiday season (especially since they have an annual Christmas sale, so it's a good time to shop for Lindy Bop items).
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♥ Jessica