I’m on a vintage kick lately …perhaps because I have so many fond memories of my Mother and the elegant way that she dressed in the 50s and early 60s.
One fond memory really stands out … I was five years old. My Mother took me out with her friends for lunch. My Mother fussed over our hair and her makeup after dressing us in our matching outfits she made (she was a gifted seamstress). Of course, the last thing she did before we left the house was slip into her high heels. Ahhhh, that’s where it all began … my own love for dressing elegant and wearing heels.
When we arrived, the women ordered cocktails and martinis. I was given a “kiddy” cocktail in a martini glass made with Seven-Up and Maraschino Cherry juice. Apparently, I figured it out quickly that the drink didn’t look the same as theirs. According to my Mother, I poured the drink on the floor! That ended my lunch outings with the grown ups. Funny how I don’t remember pouring that drink!
Listening to the women chattering about their bosses … gossiping, I interrupted to give them my two cents. Yes I did! My two cents included things my Mother said at home that I wasn’t supposed to say in public. The women were speechless at first and then started laughing. I’m pretty sure that must have been the first time my Mother discovered she had a sassy child. LOL!
– genece lorraine, digital illustrator and painter