An early 1900s lookbook (circa 1903) for Adela Clara Marquez, the oldest child of Arturo and Valeria. Adela has recently started school at Oasis Springs’ one-room schoolhouse. She is creative and spends time drawing, playing chess, and taking care of her little brother, Manuel. (Her swimwear look is the same as her athletic look so I didn’t include it.)
I am so happy to hear of your engagement, and I have some exciting news as I am sure that you have heard by now— the state of California has passed a law that will grant women the right to vote! Our Tía Beatriz and I have been awaiting this day for years. I can remember my first women’s suffrage rally, and how Beatriz took me there as a teenager.
My sincere hope is that the rest of the nation will follow suit in my aunt’s lifetime, and that this will usher in a new age of representation and equality for the fairer sex. As for my spinsterhood, worry not. I find I quite enjoy remaining single and having more time for my art.
At last, my eighteenth birthday has arrived. I celebrated at home with my sisters and parents— I was glad Adela stopped by; the house has been lonelier without her. Mamá says I am a very handsome young man now. I decided to apply for work immediately as a writer’s assistant at the local publishing company in hopes of becoming a successful author.
Now that I am grown and have found a job, I feel compelled to find a wife soon. I have a little more time to think it over before making a choice...
Isabel celebrated her thirteenth birthday and would leave her school years behind. She was becoming a charming and lively young lady with her father’s dark brown hair and features, whereas her older siblings favored their mother in terms of looks.
I was walking in town with my cousins Nora and John and Nora’s friend Madeleine, when one of my former classmates, a boy named Alan McGregor, approached us. I recognized him as one of Manuel’s friends though he was a few years older than my brother.
“How’re you ladies doing?” he asked. “You look lovely today, Maddie. You too, Adela.” His eyes lingered on me longer than I was used to. It was the first time a boy has ever paid attention to me.
After, Madeleine and I laughed and laughed about it. “He says that to all the girls,” she whispered. It seems like his attention toward me is nothing special, but could it be more?
Our family wishes yours a most joyous Easter! After church we celebrated with a grand brunch. Arturo says that I am becoming a very skilled cook, and it was delightful to see the children dressed up and so happy for Easter.