Haunted Dress Stories!!!

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I posted this (true) tale on the other forum, and it was thought there might be other stories to tell on this board, in time for Halloween!

The Dress That Didn't Want to Leave My House

At the risk of sounding superstitious, I must tell you about a dress I've recently sold.

I bought this dress about 2 1/2 years ago. It had a small stain at the neckline, so I took it to the cleaners. I removed the four rhinestone buttons on the sleeves, so they would not be damaged in cleaning. The dress came back without stain. I bought perfectly matching thread to sew the buttons back on, then hung the dress up on a rack below an open staircase. A month later, while going up the stairs, I tripped and spilled my dinner a bit. Some salsa splashed on this dress. Very frustrated, I took the dress to be cleaned again, removing the buttons again. It came back perfectly clean, I sewed on the buttons.

Then, a month later, I went to sell the dress, and there was a stain at the neckline again, and I have NOT A CLUE as to how it got there. EXTREMELY frustrated, I removed the buttons again. I waited about 6 months to take the dress to the cleaners again (being slightly freaked out by this), and it came back perfectly clean. Then I went to sew the buttons back on and could only find 3 of the 4. I searched high and low.

Finally, after several months, the fourth button turned up in an unlikely spot. I went to sew the buttons on, and the perfectly-matched thread was nowhere to be found. I found a pretty similar greyish thread and stitched the buttons on, but noticed that one of the rhinestones had fallen out that was previously in place.

I photographed the dress, and by now I was a bit freaked out by this series of mishaps. I was excrutiatingly careful with it every step of the way. When I uploaded the photos from my camera, the computer crashed, something that positively NEVER happens. When I restarted, the photos were GONE (again, this never happens!), so I took more, with even more excrutiating care.

The dress sold, and I boxed the dress up. By now, I was talking to it soothingly, like, "it's okay, you are going to a good home, and you'll like it there~" When I got to the post office, my delivery confirmation sticker WOULD NOT SCAN! (I'm not making any of this up!) The postal worker put on a new sticker.

I have not yet received feedback for the dress, so the saga may not be over. Never seen anything like this before!
 
Ooooh, that is eerie. That dress had lived another life and did not want to leave your house.

Let me think on this. I am sure there is a story I can tell.
 
Weird Maggie ...... Ok, here goes mine -

I had a Victorian dress once that I swear was haunted. I kept hearing doors squeak at night as if someone was opening and closing a hallway door. Of course no one was, it was in the middle of the night and I would get up to check and the door would be closed. Freaked me out big time. This went on for some months. Finally when I did sell this dress, the noises stopped. I swear - it HAD to have something to do with the spirit (or something!) that was still attached to that dress. I know, pretty weird, but it happened. So, I am one of those people that believes "things" can get attached to certain clothes or vintage pieces. Hey, it could happen - who knows!
:o

Marlene
 
Wow, how fabulous. I've had personal experiance of spirits haunting pieces of furniture, (and people leave an imprint of their souls on gemstones and other pieces of jewleery too... hence I always cleanse antique jewelery throughly before wearing it incase it's old owner affects me) but never clothing... though it's possible I guess. ...not sure why a spirit would want to ruin such a fave item by leaving a mark on it or seperating decorations from it though. Hope the new owner loves it and gives it the much needed therapy it requires to get over it's hang-ups, LOL!

The only dress I love enough to haunt will disintegrate before I die, I wear it so much. It's black lace so not very hardwearing anyway, and it gets worn at every opportunity. Everyone says "oooh what a nice top" when they see it as it's so short, and although I usually wear it as a dress, I sometimes use it as a top too. Like I said, every opportunity to wear it.

love, moons and starrs,
Senti.*
 
Ooohhh, computer went weird when I posted that... told me there was a division by zero on line sixty-something... weird.

I hope your dress isn't haunting this thread now.

love, moons and starrs,
Senti.*
 
The weird thing is that I sold the shoe last year and as far as I know, the bidder never had anything happen with it. I sold the parasol a couple of weeks ago and so far, everything is fine with that too! LOL, maybe it's just me that is nutty:question:

Lei
 
Would a buyer tell you? One might feel a little strange admitting these things to a seller. I know if a buyer said said to me, "I like the shoe but now and then it is soaking wet, could I get a refund?," I might be a little abashed!
 
the shoe incident is *very* strange and quite scary... the parasol "flashback" is a typical indication of being clairsentient... have you ever had anything else like that happen, and can you remember how you felt emotionally about the experiance while you thought you were there (as opposed to feeling freaked out the minute you realised something strange was happening)?

love, moons and starrs,
Senti.*
 
And then there are items that are creepy because they evoke strong memories of creepy people you knew. There is a terrifying jacket in my husband's family for that very reason.
 
I've have it happen with other stuff but I just figure that it is the same like when you know someone is going to call and they do or when you think of someone you haven't seen for ages and then you see them.

I didn't really feel anything in my "flash" just astonishment and I remember being amazed about how green the grass was and I could see the ribs in the weave of my black skirt. The color of the grass and the weave of my skirt are the most vivid things for me.

I had a dream in January about a cleaning product called Kaboom. Basically in my dream, it was a knock off version of a cleaning solution they have over here called Cillit Bang. In my dream, I saw the bottle, the logo, the colors, everything was vivid. I thought it was pretty funny when I woke up that I would dream of cleaning fluid of all things (and not my lovely Cliff Simon from Stargate SG1- LOL!) and told Gary about it and he laughed.

Well, paint me green and call me a pickle when two months ago we went to the Co-op foodstore and staring me straight in the face was a new product the Co-op got in.. Kaboom exactly how I saw it!!! Gary and I couldn't believe it. We stood there in the aisle for like 5 minutes gawping at this bottle of cheap cleaning fluid. Now, if only I could have dreamed about lotto numbers... :)

ACK, Chris..I think everyone has a garment which has creepy memories of creepy people! LOL, I tend to give mine to the Salvation Army though when they creep me out too much :D

Lei
 
Second hand story...

In the Glenbow museum in Calgary Alberta back in the 1970s there was a Medicine Man's tobacco bag they had in their collection and every time the curator entered the locked storage room, the bag had been moved, not a few inches but aisles away. This is a room where few museum personel were allowed, and those that were allowed had a key. This went on for years and finally the museum quietly called in a Native medicine man to release the spirits from the bag through a smudging. THe bag hasn't moved since.
 
That's creepy Jonathan.

here is three ghost stories in one.

When I worked in a theater there was allegedly a ghost. She was actually the original stage manager of the theater when it first opened in the 1920s. It had been a temple at first, and then was converted into a theater.

At this time, Babe Ruth was also sold to the Yankees to fund the Broadway musical "No No Nanette", and then afterwards it came to this particular theater afterwards/was debuted right after the B.way one. I forget if the broadway one had closed. ANyways..irrelevant to the story. But it is then linked to the Curse of the Bambino also,.

In the dome of the theater which had been the dome of the old temple, there was a staircase leading up to it and Jessie, the stage manager had her office and apartment up there. (i don't thing she lived there full time, but she entertained many gentlemen friends up there so the story goes).

Jessie died and was laid out on the stage of the theater in the most elegant dress. I cannot remember if it was silk taffeta or chiffon. At any rate, the "viewing" was right at the theater instead of a funeral parlor so everyone could come and that is what she would have wanted. I never knew how she died.

Later, the last staircase up to Jessie's dome was sealed off by a brick wall the size and shape of a door so no one could go up there ever again. We often wondered what was up there. It could have been empty, or it could have been filled with art deco furniture and beautiful gowns as she was a legendary dresser and we always thought about trying to break through in the middle of the night and then getting a brick mason to redo it just to get a chance to see it all if indeed it was there as legend had it.

Afterwards, and from first hand accounts from a few people who were now a professor and ran the box office who had been there in the 60s when the college bought the theater, the ghost made herself known. perhaps she had made herself known before but those were the first people that we had known of that were first hand witnesses. I think it was 1968 they had a seance for Jessie as strange occurrences had been happening. The wind would blow the curtains even though there were no windows anywhere in the auditorium, and after the vom doors had been locked.
Candles blew out, etc. There were eyewitness accounts that they saw her walking around the theater at night in chiffon. People fell off the catwalk above the stage and there was a particular production of Macbeth where they went through a bunch of actors where a lot of actors got too injured to go on. (and it is a legend among theater type that Shakespeare's Macbeth has some stuff taken out of a real curses or spells book in the witch's scene so bad things always happen when that play is performed anywhere. And I have never seen any historical documentation to prove that it is true but it is widely accepted as superstition among the theater - so there is the second ghosty type thing).

At any rate, when I was there, they always said to never be the last one in the theater at night, but I just thought it was people hearing the building settling. Especially don't be in the laundry room on the 5th flloor or where the spotlight operator sits because those were the places closest to the dome and you might just get a visit.

So poorly told, but three ghost stories in one - curse of the bambino, macbeth, and a story of the resident theater ghost. If you see someone out of the corner of your eye walking by in a chiffon dress when you know nodody is there, it could just be a ghost!
 
EEEEEEEE! Thanks Chris, I may not sleep well tonight!

I wonder if there is some sort of way to release the spirit of an item of clothing, the way the medicine man was able with the bag? Obviously dry cleaning had no impact.

New job title: Clothes Exorcist :spin:
 
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