My Midi Skirt Has Grown Up...So Have IWhen I was a school girl, frocks and skirts were my everyday essentials, I would often sit under the clear blue skies, lost in denim dreams and desires. I associated jeans with being grown up and the freedom it would bring along. I just could not wait..
So the first thing I did on graduating from school was say goodbye to my old wardrobe, never wanting to see it again. My sneaky mother, though, had other plans, she picked my bundle of charity and hid it deep inside the store room.
Fast-forward to today when jeans and pants are somewhat of a uniform to me, I long for occassions to bring out my skirts, dresses and the little girl in me. The recent midi length skirt trend has become somewhat of an obsession and I have been looking everywhere for the perfect one.
Imagine my delight when my mother removed that old bundle from hiding, with a grin on her face she handed it over to me..
It was trash at one point which turned into a long forgotten treasure for me..
I am reinventing my skirt today because we both have grown up now..
Experiments for me, reliving memories for my mom..
Thanks ma :)