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I wrote about the 70th anniversary of Florence Eiseman’s childrenswear. I’d never heard of the label before I married into a family from Milwaukee, Eiseman’s home city, where she is worshipped like a goddess of appliqué. My kids inherited a bunch of glorious vintage dresses. NOW IS THE TIME ON BLOG WHEN WE COO.

I also wrote about Hanukkah manicures, plus adorable dolls made by Jewish and Arab women in Jaffa under the auspices of an Arab feminist organization that foster interreligious bridge-building.

Oh look, another adorable vintage-clad child.

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