I thought that I would write a little bit about my mom for Mother’s Day. She has helped and influenced me in a countless number of ways. One of the ways that she influenced me is my style. My mom dresses basically how I would describe my own style, more traditional than preppy. I was going to raid her closet for this post, but I don’t think that she would appreciate too much. However, I will let you know that it contains enough sweaters (cardigans and crew neck), dresses, and skirts decorated with stripes, floral prints, and polka dots to satisfy anyone. Not only do her clothes illustrate her trad peppiness, but her collection of LL Bean totes and Vera Bradley is not to be taken scoffed at. As a kid, I would browse the LL Bean, Lands’ End, and other catalogs that she had at the house and I didn’t know it at the time, but I was learning (it didn’t hurt that she picked out and purchased lots of my clothing). The influence that she has had on my style did not stop at clothing either.
She also enjoys architecture, interior design and gardening. Her taste in all three tend to lean towards the traditional side. As a kid we used drive to historic neighborhoods simply to admire the homes. I still do this today. This probably has a lot to do with why I live in an apartment in historic building. As I began decorating my new apartment I consulted her many times. I can’t count the number of paint colors that I showed her. I was thrilled when she gave me an embroidered Charles Wysocki picture that she made (as soon as I paint, it is going up). She is also an excellent gardener and I always turn to her when I am trying to pick out plants for my own home. Her style and hobbies have clearly influenced my own.
My mom has been a style role model to me. The older I get the more I appreciate how well she understands the fundamentals of clothing and how easily she executes them. I am still learning, and I am still learning from her as well. I have included a few pictures in this post to try to illustrate my point, but they do not her justice. I can’t capture the essence of someone who has been teaching me about style for so many years with a few pictures or paragraphs. This post is just a small token of my gratitude, I love you mom, thanks.