Mums are amazing

Last time I wore the dress I am wearing today was on the 18th of May 2010.

Now you're probably thinking that something very special happened on that particular day or that I have a photographic memory but the truth is I cheated.

How?

By looking back in my old style diary ;)

I know I haven't worn it since cause it has been carefully stashed away in a bag of vintage frocks in the loft until yesterday.

This flirty vintage mini frock was a gift from a dear friend that used to live with us, it belonged to her mother who wore it to various dances in Fort William back in the 60s.

This is another one of those frocks that I couldn't possibly bear to part with.

I actually feel as if I'm its safe-keeper rather than owner and I therefore want to keep it pristine should Claire or any of her nieces ever want it back.

I only have a handful of my own mum's garments from the 70s/80s in my wardrobe but they are highly prized possessions indeed. 

There's something really special about wearing them; the feeling is akin to getting a really loving hug just when you need it the most.

I've blogged about my mum's vintage clobber before, you can check the posts out here & here.

My mum is a wonderful & wise woman, she is the kindest and most patient person I know. 

She's been a solid rock for all her six kids throughout our lives and whenever we've fucked up, no matter how many times, she's always been there to bail us out and get us back on track.

When we were on holiday together over Christmas mum was feeling quite overpowered by the heat and even a small physical exertion made her feel almost faint, when they got back to Sweden she went to see her doctor and was diagnosed with an outrageously high blood pressure. 

The doctor even told her that she'd probably had a narrow escape from getting a stroke out in Thailand.

 She's now on pills that are slowly bringing the blood pressure down but most importantly she's lost a bit of weight & knocked booze on the head which is very good. 

You can't tell her to take it easy though, cause she just won't, she makes a workaholic look like an idler. 

She runs her own business, selling mainly kids stuff on Swedish eBay and works on average a ten hour day, I only wish I had inherited her gusto for hardcore toil.

It's not mother's day in Sweden until the last Sunday in May but I'll be sending my beloved mamma lots of positive & loving vibes tomorrow anyway :)

Vintage 60s psychedelic print dress, lurex tights, 80s boots, retro PVC coat, lurex bucket hat & Frocktasia earrings.

Here's the outfit that I wore on the 18th of May 2010...

it's a bit Pippi Longstocking meets the Twilight Saga-esque, not sure if that was what I was aiming for ;)

Hope you will all have a lovely day tomorrow.

If mummy is still around make sure you take the opportunity to reach out and tell her that she's AMAZING!

If mummy lives in your heart, then why not wear something that she used to love in honor of her memory.

Here's to all the mums that have been, are and ever will be...you ROCK!

Loads of love,

Jennie

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