Old boyfriend's denim jacket is way too big and shapeless for anyone to want to wear.
An old bride’s maid dress from the days of Optometry school, 10 pounds ago, for a wedding that no longer binds two people together, with a mink stole that belonged to Tom’s grandmother, which smells like a musty old dowager that lives alone and hasn’t left her house in 52 years. Why do I still have these in my closet, you ask? If you figure it out, please let me know.
Second picture coming. I’m sending now, because we will be at the lake this weekend, and I really didn’t want to carry them with me. And that stole is HOT!
Y'all know I was in my mid-30s before marriage and children came my way. And, when it did, boy did I feel lucky, blessed, thrilled, happy and ready to partake of all it had to offer. One small thing I'd been wistful for was my own little girl so we could wear matching dresses sometimes. Here's a cute ruffled sundress I got in Hawaii. We also had a winter plaid jumper outfits (good for around Christmas), and a pink flower version with youthful empire waistlines, great for Sunday School. I still have them all. I enjoyed wearing them much more than dear daughter ever did. But wear them we did!
When I went to work as a lawyer in 1984, I had a coat made for me from fabric my grandfather had brought to my mother from his trip to foreign places. It is a heavy wool. It is lined with black satin. It was designed and sewn by my bosses wife Eileen Marzetti. It had huge shoulder pads which I took out but the shoulders are still huge. The coat weighs 5 pounds.
I too have my mother’s mink stole which I have never worn. But where do old mink stoles go?
I too have my mother’s mink stole which I have never worn. But where do old mink stoles go?
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