As a child born in the 80s, I often found myself looking to styles of yesteryear as to avoid the trends that emerged in the 90s when I was a young, impressionable girl just trying to find my own materialistic groove. While I fell head-over-heels with the worthy fashion musings of Cher on Clueless, the Spice Girls and Gwen Stefani... I often found myself rocking more traditional teenage angsty outfits during the decade: flannel shirts, blue eyeshadow, mini-backpacks (which I owned several of and must speak to their functionality!) and overalls halfway unlatched while simultaneously rocking a halfway-on backpack. Ah, enough! The 90s look was not my favorite. And though I enjoyed smelling teen spirit and forever enjoy the whole 'grab your cat under his armpits and thrust him in the air' bit we all can't help but do (which admittedly never gets old), it just wasn't enough for me to swoon in the clothes department. Fashionably speaking; I would have rather been a teen/young buck in the 60s and 70s. I think I would have reveled in the flared denim, the long, beautiful hair and the mod-chicness that defined said era.
Basically, I would have dressed more like my Mom did back then:
|One of my favorite pictures of mi madre.|
While I do not and never will have that long, healthy mane of hair to rock, I can still find styles that mimic that of all the fabulous pictures I see of my Italian Mom at the peak of her youth... such as this recreation I did in her honor:
Trousers, blouses and trench coats: oh my!
While I have so much joy in looking back on my Mom's past and obsessing over her style, I love just as much looking forward and knowing the good that is to come. So with that: Happiest birthday to YOU today Mom- forever beautiful, selfless and cherished. Can't wait to celebrate tonight!
|The birthday girl, my Mom, Sept 6th, 2012 at my Sister's.|
What decade strikes your fashion-fancy?