I originally bought this tintype because I’m a knitter and was immediately attracted to the knit and crochet items the girls were wearing. However, I couldn’t stop thinking about the other tintypes in the shop, all featuring the girl on the left, and how I hated for them to be separated. Needless to say, I went back for them.
The sitters in these photos aren’t identified, but they tell a story. What that story is, I’ll let you decide.
If you aren’t game for putting a story to these images, you’re in luck, as each provides the viewer with delicious victorian fashion eye candy. I believe we see the transition from the late 1870s when dresses were frillier and looser fitting into the 1880s with form-fitting bodices, pleats, bustles, and lines of buttons (descriptions that clearly show my lack of fashion lingo.)
I always feel a pang of pain and discomfort when looking at the Victorian women’s tiny waists, imagining the strangling corsets they wore to produce this look.
I find a new detail every time I look at these photographs. For instance, I just noticed that the woman on the left wore the same dress for the last two sittings.