I've always had a thing for polkadots. Terry Thompson gave me this photo for Christmas a few years ago. I'd guess it's about 1900.
My sister restrained me from buying a polka dot couch once, probably a good thing, but nobody can stop me from buying dotted fabric. Here's a snapshot of a quilt I made for a 4 year old. Every print is a dot.
The other day my cousin sent me a scan of a photo of her mother, the most glamorous woman I personally knew as a kid. I don't think the ladies of Larned would ask my Aunt to join their Polka Dot Club. But I think I'd rather be in hers.
(She appears to be camping out.)