When I was little I was always really proud that I had a "pretty mommy". She was always hip and stylish. She had a long mane of golden hair in the 60s and awesome Farrah hair in the 70s. Her hair may have changed but she is still super chic today.
My mother is definitely the person who gave me my love of fashion. At the same time, she has always encouraged me to be independent, strong, smart and adventurous. She tells the best stories. She always knows what to say. And she always knows best. She's my biggest fan and most honest critic. She's the smartest lady I know and my biggest inspiration. And I'm so proud she's MY mama. I LOVE YOU MAMA!!!
Ironically this is us not looking particularly fashionable....we don't have a lick of makeup on, but this was the day we took Wolfie out for his first ride around the lake two summer's ago in Michigan. And it was a such a fun, happy day. It just seemed appropriate. xoxox UPDATE! haha, my mom was so touched by this post and wrote me a lovely email—but then added "Um, that last photo?? I look ghastly!" hahaha. So here we are at the Lake but slightly more spruced up.
