I'd cut up my heart for you to wear if you wanted it.
-Scarlett to Ashley, from Margaret Mitchell's Gone With the Wind
It ain't fittin'... it ain't fittin'. It jes' ain't fittin'... It ain't fittin'.-Mammie to Scarlett
Mammie- what are you gonna-wear?
Mammie- No you won't. You can't show your bosom before three o'clock.
- Rhett- I thought it was about time to get you out of that fake mourning. [shows her how to wear it after she places it on backward] The war stopped being a joke when a girl like you doesn't know how to wear the latest fashion. And those pantalettes: I don't know a woman in Paris who wears pantalettes any more.
- Scarlett- Oh Rhett, what do they — you shouldn't talk about such things.
- Rhett- You little hypocrite. You don't mind my knowing about them, just my talking about them.
- Scarlett-But really Rhett, I can't go on accepting these gifts although you are awfully kind.
The moss-green velvet curtains felt prickly and soft beneath her cheek and she rubbed her face against them gratefully, like a cat. And then suddenly she looked at them.
A minute later, she was dragging a heavy marble-topped table across the floor. Its rusty castors screeching in protest. She rolled the table under the window, gathered up her skirts, climbed on it and tiptoed to reach the heavy curtain pole. It was almost out of her reach and she jerked at it so impatiently the nails came out of the wood, and the curtains, pole and all, fell to the floor with a clatter.
As if by magic, the door of the parlor opened and the wide black face of Mammy appeared, ardent curiosity and deepest suspicion evident in every wrinkle. She looked disapprovingly at Scarlett, poised on the table top, her skirts above her knees, ready to leap to the floor...
Scoot up to the attic and get my box of dress patterns, Mammy!
I'm going to have a new dress.
After supper had been cleared away, Scarlett and Mammy spread patterns on the dining-room table while Suellen and Carreen busily ripped satin linings from curtains and Melanie brushed the velvet with a clean hairbrush to remove the dust. Gerald, Will and Ashley sat about the room smoking, smiling at the feminine tumult. A feeling of pleasurable excitement which seemed to emanate from Scarlett was on them all, an excitement they could not understand. There was color in Scarlett's face and a bright hard glitter in her eyes and she laughed a good deal. Her laughter pleased them all, for it had been months since they had heard her really laugh. Especially did it please Gerald. His eyes were less vague than usual as they followed her swishing figure about the room and he patted her approvingly whenever she was within reach. The girls were as excited as if preparing for a ball and they ripped and cut and basted as if making a ball dress of their own.
You go into the arena alone. The lions are hungry for you- Rhett to Scarlett
fittin' for Scarlet
Thinking back, perhaps the most astonishing thing is that Vivien Leigh looked amazing in green. Her dress in Twelve Oaks scene of Gone with the Wind was a lovely green-on-white print , and the famous curtain dress was a luxurious bottle green. An everlasting testimony to her preternatural beauty, and also, some of the most iconic dresses in the history of film, Scarlett O'Hara's wardrobe is now being restored in view of the film's 75th anniversary (the movie was released in 1939). from Vogue Italia
all dresses are ZAC POSEN RESORT COLLECTIONZAC POSEN here
read about the Restoration of the gowns at the swell life here
& Vogue italia here