I have a variety of very distinct and fond memories of some of my childhood clothing. My mother sewed much of it and she sewed beautifully. I had many lovely little dresses, which I wore with knee socks and buckled leather shoes. My first and I think perhaps my only full on outfit ever, was assembled somewhat by accident but I can still recall how I felt when I wore it. I was perhaps five, but I felt like a grown up. I felt stronger, more confidant and completely comfortable with myself. There was a knitted dress, made by a talented friend of my mother's. The top was a red cable stitch bodice and the skirt was navy blue with red and white lines which gave it a sort of simplified tartan look. At the collar and cuffs a row of white and a row of blue complimented the red. I had navy, red and white buckled shoes, a red vinyl coat styled like a trench with a lovely buckled belt. I loved buckles. I still love buckles. I wore red or navy tights and I even had a little purse in navy, red and white.
I rarely got to put this whole ensemble together, but the thrill of doing so, which may have happened only once or twice in my life, is still with me over forty years later. Navy is a staple in my wardrobe and red is a special colour. It's something I seem to dole out to myself in carefully rationed doses like I would with fine quality chocolate and I seem to favour it in outer wear. I'm visible in red, so I'm linking up to Patti's fantastic blog and Visible Monday at Not Dead Yet Style.
I think this is my Napoleon pose.
In this, my favourite coat, I was always very visible while on the playground
doing supervision duty. Then we were told we had to wear reflective orange vests
and what the orange did to my beautiful red coat, well it's no exaggeration to say it completely negated the uplifting feeling I got from it. I couldn't let the orange ruin it so I stopped wearing this coat to work. In my
non playground supervising life, being visible is not particularly my
goal, but the coat feels lively and cheerful to me and I love wearing
it. I don't wear it for what others will see, I wear it for what I see, what I feel, whatever that magic thing is that red has always done for me.