MOM
- Olivia James
- May 11, 2024
- 1 min read
When I think about where my love for fashion came from, my mom is the first person that pops into my head. Not fashion models or famous designers. Mom. Memories flood my mind, recalling the countless times I spent in her closet, trying on her ostrich feather hat, snakeskin shoes, and sparkly jewels. This magical space served as a treasure trove of inspiration, each piece telling a story of love and adventure.
My mother has always had an impeccable sense of style. I specifically recall one night when she and my dad were going out on the town. I must have been eight years old. I had this vision of Mom in a black satin jumpsuit, effortlessly exuding elegance, complete with Lucite and gold slides. It was the late seventies and Disco was at its height. I thought that my mom was the coolest, most beautiful woman in the world. To this day I feel the same, realizing that this also reflects her inner strength and timeless grace, a legacy that I hope to carry forward with the same poise and grace.
Happy Mother’s Day everyone!
Until Next Time,
❤️ Olivia
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