So, I have a special place in my heart for the skirt I am wearing today. Back when I was making my handbags I used to do shows or group boutique events with other designers. At one, I was next to his young girl, 18 or 19 who was just so sweet and innocent and cool… it made me, at 26, feel ancient. Anyhooo, she loved my bags and really wanted one. And I loved these skirts she made with repurposed vintage corsets and girdles. So we swapped. Even then, the skirt I got from her was one of the most happy and daring items in my wardrobe. As I got older and became a mom, I’d look at the skirt nostalgically and think “Oh, remember when I got that and was young and confident enough to wear it”? If it didnt have as much sentimental connection, I likely would have donated it by now, assuming I’d never fit back into it- physically or mentally.
But today, I pulled that sucker out and put it on, and let me tell you- it felt good.
And happy. And I needed extra happys after yesterdays sads.
I won’t even mention the bag and red leather jacket. Those are just wardrobe staples you haven’t seen yet. 🙂