People dressed for dinner, for the theater, for nights out. Those days are sadly gone. But there is something about them I miss. I was reading a post today on The Blushing Hostess about how people no longer dress for dinner. I wish I had a collection of glamorous black and whites of myself and my husband and our friends, well dressed and looking fabulous. My parents have books of them. So while I am all for comfort, I think we can dress well and still be comfortable. A happy medium. I am lucky to live a very short trip in to New York City. And one of my favorite things is to catch a Broadway show. But can I tell you, if the people all around you are wearing sweats and sneakers, and snacking through a show, it does take away from the experience. The most dressed down I will do for the theater is dress pants and a nice top. And I’m not an old fuddy duddy – I am 41.
Well, anyway, vent over. But it reminded me of a photo I had scanned some time ago. It’s of my mom, before I was born, and I think she looks beautiful! She had already had 4 children by the time this photo was taken. One day, I have to scan in a photo she had taken for her passport in the late 50’s. She had her hair and make-up immaculate as always, and long earrings. And the travel photos they had are amazing – even on the tarmac at airports in Morocco, Casablanca, Greece, Italy … they were dressed and styled and ready to go. That was glamour, girls. And that was my mom.