I am a child of the 60’s which means that my mom often wore a dress. A “day dress” I think they were called and while I didn’t think much of it at the time, how I wish I had a few of hers around now. Not that I could fit into my mother’s size 2 day dresses. Not that I even could have then…but I could hang it in my closet and remember chicken stew and Avon’s Roses, Roses perfume and being loved and not worrying about much of anything at all.
Oh, the power of a day dress.
I ran into the design work of Lesley Evers recently and it reminds of all things mom couture – but updated.
It’s June Cleaver and Betty Crocker and Lucille Ball, all rolled up in a 2010 package!
Family reunion photos circa 1969 are swimming through my brain right now. Nobody’s dress was this cute or current, but the vibe is so there.
Oh, dear. I think the word ‘winsome’ works well here. This is the perfect dress for going from carpool to canasta in one perfectly-coiffed afternoon. And look at this little number:
Doesn’t it make you want to whip up some meatloaf and mashed potatoes and iron your sheets and stuff? Here is my favorite thing of all:
Love, love, love it! And I love the era of women who enjoyed looking like women. Even in the middle of the day. How about you? What do you remember about the fashion sense of your mom and your youth?