I was going through some old photos today and I came across this winner….
My sister and I with our cousins, circa the mid-90s. We’re at my uncle’s old ski chalet cheersing each other with milk glasses. Some things never change, except now milk has been replaced with hard liquor.
What is with those sweaters? I can’t believe that my mother not only dressed us in those…but we liked it. My love of dark and neutral coloured clothing may have emerged as an unintentional response to the array of colours I had to wear as a child. I uncharacteristically brought a soft pink sweater the other day and showed it to my sister and her initial reponse was not “oh, i love that!”. It was more akin to a jaw drop followed by “you bought that? you never buy colours”. Maybe I should have added that to my New Years Resolutions this year…
Hope that you’re all having a wonderful and relaxing Sunday afternoon. Whiskey and I are about to head to the dog park and then meet up with friends for some pre-Superbowl fun. Go Saints!
Oh my word, I totally had some sweaters like that!!!