Hello, book friends! I’m Kara O’Neal and I’m so glad to be here with y’all today. I’m coming to you from East Texas, the piney woods region, and I’d like to share my newest release with y’all.
HIS FEISTY FIREWHEEL takes place in Austin, Texas, during the Edwardian period, my most favorite era for fashion.
There’s this scene in Anne of Avonlea, where the ladies are all wearing these beautiful, delicate, white dresses. I drooled over them, let me tell you.
Well, when I was writing HIS FEISTY FIREWHEEL, I wanted Laura, my heroine, to wear one of those dresses. So, I started hunting for them and discovered they were called Lingerie dresses. I found it so interesting. Women had to wear so much clothing sometimes, and the Edwardian period was the beginning of the “thinning”. I can see why they were called Lingerie dresses, because they do look like what women wore underneath their fashions from the 1800s.

Isn’t it just beautiful? I sure do wish we dressed like this more often.
What’s your favorite era for fashion? I’d like to give away a book to a lucky commenter!
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Here’s a little more about HIS FEISTY FIREWHEEL:
Austin, Texas, 1908
Laura Davenport has done the unthinkable and fallen in love. With Owen Wagner. Her childhood champion. But he thinks of her as a sister and is trying to get her married off to one of his friends.
Owen Wagner has lost his heart. And that’s something he can’t handle. He’s got to convince Laura that it’s time to make decisions about her future, or he’s going to do something stupid and reckless. Like kiss her. Or propose to her.
But danger lurks. And before Owen can take a breath, he’s on the verge of losing everything that’s ever meant anything to him. Can he save his feisty firewheel before it’s too late?
Buy link(s): https://books2read.com/u/meRKdZ
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Bio:
Kara O’Neal is an award-winning author of over thirty historical romances. Humor, family, love, and romance take center stage in her novels, and her characters have been touted as “real, complex, and down-to-earth”. Her books are available in print and ebook.
When not writing, she’s a teacher, but she’s always a mother to three talented children, and the wife of a man quite worthy of being called “hero”.
Telling stories is her passion, and she does so with memorable characters and unique plots certain to keep you reading late into the night!
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For historical periods, I loved the Regency Era fashions. I also love 30s/40s satin gowns.
There’s a woman I follow on Instagram who saves vintage wedding dresses–she carefully cleans and restores them, then she sells them. She recently shared one of those Edwardian gowns. It was so beautiful.
Wow! I’m so glad there are people who know how to restore things. I bet clothing is really hard to do, and a wedding dress would be even harder. Regency and the 40s are great eras for fashion, as well. Thank you for stopping by!
I don’t have a favorite fashion era. I enjoy reading them all.
It’s weird that I have a favorite era. I’m not really a stylish girl! Thank you for stopping by!
I enjoy reading all eras of books. I also read many genres. That way I don’t get bored with my books. lol
I can understand that! Plus, it’s good to read stories from different time periods because you can learn so much. Thank you for stopping by!
No favorite fashion era. Now I enjoy reading about the 30’s and 40’s.
I love the 1940s. My favorite super hero is Captain America because that’s the era he’s from. Thanks for visiting!
I really don’t have a favorite era. It is easy to find something to like about every one since the 1920’s. As they say, everything usually comes back around.
That’s very true! Thanks for visit!
I don’t have a favorite, but I think I’ve liked something from every era. Late Victorian and early Edwardian (I had to look these things up) may have been my favorites. Although I think I’d have liked those flapper dresses…
I got to wear a flapper dress during a choir pop show. It was awesome! I loved it!
I sort of like the dresses in the Middle Ages, and the colonial period is a close second. However, I would throw away the headdresses in both.
Those things look so heavy! I wouldn’t want to wear them either. We went to the Renaissance Festival one year, and we dressed up for it. I loved my dress! Thanks for stopping by!
I love the dresses from the Victorian age but I wouldn’t want to wear them.
There’s so much fabric. Every time I see a picture from that time period, I’m always thinking about how hot they probably were. Thanks for stopping by!
Those ARE pretty dresses!
Great post.
Good luck and God’s blessings
PamT
Thank you!
What a gorgeous dress.
It’s beautiful. So simple and elegant.
I would love a dress with all the fringe. it really appeals to me. that would be the 1920s and they were called clappers. I think
Yes, the fringe is fun! Thank you for stopping by!
My favorite era is the 1940’s since they were fascinating and so many changes occurred.
Love the 40s! I think that’s when women started wearing pants, which I’m so thankful for. Thanks for visiting!
Growing up in the 1950’s made me appreciate that era and love it. Fashions were wonderful at that time. Women and men dressed up for work, movies, and out to dinner. It gave me such a good feeling to witness this.
Yes, I wish we still did that. Well, we can do that, but so many people choose to be as casual as possible. I love my jeans, but I love dressing up, too. The 50s was classic fashion, in my opinion. Thanks for stopping by!
I would have loved to wear te dresses of the Jazz Era here in te US. They were short, flowing and sleek. I liked the head coverings. The music was great.
Yes, those dresses were so slinky. I’ve got hips, so I probably wouldn’t be able to wear them! Ha! Thanks for visiting!
This white gauzy dress is beautiful and it looks very comfortable and cool.
I was born in 1944 so I grew up in the 50 and 60’s. My favorite styles were during that time. I favored clothing of Doris day and Jaqueline Kennedy. The style was so very neat and always beautiful, not showing one’s body (or nearly everything one has) as in today’s fashions. It was modest and very well fashioned. These women definitely made a fashion statement.
Modesty is so important. I think when a woman chooses to be modest and elegant, it’s a stunning combo. Thanks for stopping by.
It seems like Kate Middleton has copied some styles of that era.
Fashion through the decades is so interesting and fun. My favorite era for unique and attractive fashion is the 1920’s. The accessories were beautiful.
Lots of people are picking the 20s. It’s very interesting. I loved the music, too! Thanks for stopping by.
I love the roaring 20’s. Flapper dresses, the men in full suits, the dancing, the jewelry. I think the 50’s are fun too, with poodle skirts and cardigans, the guys in those rolled jeans and leather jackets. Each Era has its own style. I enjoyed the 80’s with leg warmers and bright colors, lace gloves and big earrings. Fashion is so fun.
Another 20s lady! This is so interesting. I do love when a man wears a full suit. Vests and ties are awesome. Thanks for visiting!
I don’t know if I have a favorite fashion era, but I do like the dress in the picture above!
It’s sooo pretty! Thanks for stopping by!
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Ok! Thanks for stopping by!
Kara, thanks for coming. I hope you’re enjoying yourself. I really favor the 40s and 50s fashions best. My dad always wore a fedora, even fishing on the river. He was never without it and I loved that look on men. Women dressed up to go to the doctor and grocery store and they really dressed up to fly on an airplane. Women wore hats as well as the men. People took pride in their appearance back then. Wishing you tons of success with your new book. 🙂
I always love visiting Petticoats and Pistols. I’ve learned so much on this site. The people are really nice, too. Yes, the 40s and 50s were golden. I just love that your dad wore a fedora even when fishing. That’s a nice image.
I love Regency Era fashions. I also love fashions from the 1930’s.
Regency! Yes! Love that time. Thanks for visiting.
I love the 20’s and also the 60’s. I enjoyed reading your post Thank you so much. Have a great weekend.
The 20s seems to be popular, which I’m finding cool to discover! You enjoy your weekend, too! Thanks for stopping by?
I like a lot of era fashions for different reasons. I like the long pretty dresses and attention to exquisite detail in some of the clothes up to about the 1920s. Then from the 1920s to about the 50s or 60s I like the shorter style dresses and skirts.
I think it’s amazing what fashion designers can do. Each decade has its own style. Thanks for visiting!
I don’t have a favorite era. Onus love reading books . I like the dress in the picture.
Yep, reading over fashion is my norm, too! Thanks for stopping by!
Women’s fashions through the ages tell quite a story.
Yes, they do. Independence, comfort, rebellion. It’s all there in the clothes. Thanks for visiting!
Love the dress. At least they were modest unlike so many fashions today, even if they were called lingerie dresses.
I know, right? I was so stunned by the name. Thanks for visiting!
That’s a beautiful dress. I’ve always admired the clothing from the 1920s and 1930s, very feminine and tailored looking styles.
I didn’t realize how popular the 20s was going to be! It’s so interesting. Thank you for stopping by!
I think my favorite would be the Rich Lady Regency Era! Wouldn’t it be wonderful to dress in all the silks and lace and pearls and embroidery with golden thread?! Maybe even with a diamond studded tiara, too!
Yes, it would. I love the Regency era. Such beautiful, feminine clothing. Thank you for visiting!
I also like the Edwardian period and those beautiful white dresses. The clothing looks more comfortable than earlier eras.
Yes, I agree! I love the movie The Great Race, because I love all the clothes Natalie Wood gets to wear. Thanks for stopping by!
I enjoy looking at the fashions of all time periods. I like the fashions from Regency, lately Victorian, and then into the Edwardian period. They tend to use less fabric and are lighter in style. In Early Victorian and earlier periods, the dresses seem to overwhelm women there is so much fabric. I do have a late Victorian/Edwardian dress. It is a green wool with braid trim. Sadly it did not have the best of care before I got it. There is some damage from moths, but it is still in good shape. If I were a whole lot slimmer, I would wear it for special events.
Wow! That’s so cool! If I had an ability to sew, I’d make dresses or restore the ones I’ve come across in antique stores. Thanks for stopping by!
I don’t have a favorite.
My favorite dress was all white, like this one, but gauzy. I wore it my freshmen year to my dad’s second marriage. I wish I still had it. This lingerie dress really is pretty, and, like someone earlier said, it looks cool, which I could use on a blazing hot day like today. I love the premise of HIS FEISTY FIREWHEEL, and I can’t wait to read it! I think it may vault over all the other books in my TBR pile!
I loved the miniskirts and swirly gypsy skirts of the 1960s. You could go long or short and still be right in style!
I don’t have a favorite. I like them all.