Tuesday, 28 August 2012
The title here is a bit misleading... this was intended to be a trip to the Farmers market, but the one in question turned out to be only a couple of stalls selling raspberries and lettuce, both of which we had, so it morphed into a morning walk with a bagel for my sister and I.
This dress, made by my mom in the 70s, is one of the reasons I'm happy to have parents with an attic. It's not the sort of thing I would wear often enough to travel with it, but I love slipping it on once or twice a year in the height of August. The shoes are also handmade and date from around the same time as the dress I think, and my mom bought me both my necklace and bracelet... so this is pretty much all courtesy of Mom... whether she was thinking of me or not! My mom always had great taste, especially with regards to quality... the attic is full of boxes of heavy wool sweaters, often handmade, and wool berets, leather handbags and silk scarves. Things weren't necessarily expensive (I got dragged to more garage sales than I can think about as a kid), but there's always been a focus on workmanship. It's something I really aim to emulate... even if it means I'll have my own attic full of stuff I can't bear to get rid of at some point.
Photos by Shona