Monday, May 9, 2011

My (redheaded, freckled Cuban) mom, the style icon

I was told recently, about my blog, that "most people don't write so kindly about their loved ones" and I'd have to agree. There are times I have horrible things to say just like everyone else, but today is not that day. In honor of Mother's Day, today I want to write about moms and why mine is great.

There's a blogger website turned book that I adore. It's called My Mom, the Style Icon: Their Style Was Born Before We Were. I love it because readers submit old photos and little blurbs about their moms back in the day: what they were wearing, where they were, when the picture was taken, etc. I'm dying to send in pictures of my own mother, because her style back when she was my age is the style I'm channeling now.

I can't get enough of the high-waisted trousers with silky blouses, strapless jumpsuits, statement necklaces, gold accessories, wooden platforms and the wavy Farrah Fawcett 'do of the '60s, '70s and '80s. I'm a huge fan of these trends, and my mom wore them all first.

Not only do I consider my mom a style icon, she's also been an amazing mom to my brother and me in every way.

From packing us healthy lunches with love notes inside, to teaching us how organize ourselves, to making us believe we were the smartest, most beautiful, most talented children on the face of the earth (this may or may not be a good thing), she covered all the bases.

So here's to all the stylish and loving moms out there, especially mine. Thanks for helping shape me (future stylish mom) into the person I am today.


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