The Older I Get

Gramma is always telling me not to shop (which I really don't) or get suckered into fashion trends since they tend to die down quickly. On the other hand, she advises to save the old stuff b/c in a couple of years (or decades), the trend just might come around again (i.e., she gave me a cute new pair of wedges that she never wore; unfortunately, they were too small for me). Although I don't always listen to Gramma's shopping advice, I do try to pay attention to her sense of fashion. Gramma can definitely dress herself up prim and proper. :)

As long as I can remember, Gramma's been a big brooch fashionista. I remember when we were younger, she'd have us help her pick out brooches (at the mall or from her collection). She has got a couple of nice ones...and a couple of crazy ones ("JESUS" in rhinestones). Over the years, I find myself unable to resist scoping out the huge displays of brooches whenever I shop. The question is whether I'm scoping them out for her...or for myself. Sometimes, I'm not so sure any more!

Last week, I finally relented and bought one for myself! I keep cracking up about it because I can't believe I've "turned into" Gramma. I like that it makes me think of Gramma throughout the day, though. :)

Point of clarification: I wear it to "close" my (new) black wrap across the middle of my chest vs. wearing it on my left upper chest area.

P.S. Daddy came home yesterday from China!