Mondays in Mom’s Closet

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To this day the comments range from…’Oh let me guess…mom’s?’ to …’where the hell did you find that, you’re wearing a cloth diaper’. Many of which are D-repelling, but pay no mind. We range a bit in size depending on the time period, but boy when I throw on a Gail D. piece the nostalgia runs through me.

I suggest you try rocking a throwback– it can be a grandma, aunt, anyone whose younger self fires you up. Channel who they were, you’ll realize they were all just girls finding their way and you’re just another soul draped in their cloth.

Oh, and I chose Monday because who couldn’t use a spicy reason to get up and get dressed to start off the week?

 

M1

 

2 thoughts on “Mondays in Mom’s Closet

  1. As I rock one of my gma’s silk scarves to work…totally dresses up the suit game! I love that when I wear a piece from the “woman before me” I feel closer to them. ❤️ Nice thought on a Monday. Xx

  2. Youv done it again! A smile on my face as I picture you in Gail’s little drapes of cloth that only ivy could make work xox

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