isn't this just to die for?
watching this got me to thinking . . .
women in my family are known for practicality.
for making something out of practically nothing.
for scrimping by during lean times.
when i was a child, my parents fought
financial impossibilities to keep
my mother at home
with my siblings and me.
to curb expenses, mom handmade most of my wardrobe.
hand embroidered t-shirts.
lovingly sewn dresses and jumpers.
socks adorned with ruffles and bows.
headbands and scrunchies created
to coordinate with entire ensembles.
my mother, the forever bargain shopper,
set me out to school looking like an 80's
(albeit an innocent 80's) princess
for just dollars an outfit.
she will always tell people how my 1st grade
teacher asked her what boutique
she shopped for me.
things are a little different today.
i don't feel the necessity to
create my own clothes-
{we do this now for 'entertainment' purposes alone}.
my spring/summer closet is overstuffed
with garments, shoes and accessories
{fall/winter is in the attic}.
the assortment is a far cry from
my elementary school days.
a few vintage pieces
{including one fabulous leather box camera bag}.
typical JCrew staples.
a Target steal here and there.
an almost unholy number of under-worn,
under-appreciated party dresses.
{gasp} my sparkly betsey johnson
still has the tags attached.
still, i will always appreciate my resourceful,
inventive mother.
she never let her little girl feel
she was worthy of any less than Chanel.
and while the little Chanel flicks
always thrill the not-so sophisticated
fashionista inside me,
i still prefer my mother's magic.
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