I remember my grandmother telling me that one of the hardest things about living in your nineties is having to say goodbye to all those from your generation who pass before you. Last week made me feel as if I had suddenly turned ninety.
Losing loved ones, dear friends, or pets can take away our sparkle for a long time. I fully understand why people wear black or other somber colors when they are grieving. Even a brightly colored scarf seemed like too much last week.
When Mr. Mickey wanted to take me out to dinner on Wednesday, I knew he wanted to lift my spirits. It was time to change emotional gears and move forward. Wearing my favorite blue/black/charcoal jacket by BCBGMAXAZRIA and other comfortable black pieces I often reach made getting dressed easier. The pants are old from Chico’s. The bag is old from Saks Off 5th. The low boots are by Gianni Bini from Dillard’s last year. The necklace is by French Kande.
In memory of Linda Tipton, Willie Zuniga, Jack Seaton, and Mr. Beasley. Each of you made the world a much better place while you were here.