Showing posts with label Mother daughter. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mother daughter. Show all posts

3/08/2011

International Women's Day turns 100

Woman from Arles by Picasso
Happy 100th International Women's Day

For many reasons I find this day to be a somber one. In my world little attention is paid to this day. I am fortunate to be living in a part of the world where women have rights and privileges.

On this day I always think about my life over the years. I think about my successes, my family, my happiness and the hardships I have overcome. I think about what may have been, the choices I have made and the things I have had no choice in.

I am saddened by the vulnerability of women in so many parts of the world. Over the past 100 years many things have changed for women yet in so many places nothing has changed at all.

International Women"s Day was started by Clara Zetkin in 1910 in Germany. She wanted one day to be recognized world wide to highlight the demands of women. She was a political activist in the European Socialist Movement. Her idea continues and is even an official holiday in some countries.

I like to think I can help in some way. My favorite project is with Kiva. This is a place to lend money to struggling business people in developing countries. I choose women. All it requires is $25.00 to lend and you can start. I love choosing a woman to help and am thrilled as I am paid back pennies at a time. Check out Kiva and I invite you to join my little group.

Meet some fantastic Kiva women.

I am lucky to be surrounded by strong, independent, supportive women.
This is my little hello to everyone on this great day.

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5/09/2010

A Fashionista to Admire for a Lifetime

One of my first and strongest childhood fashion memories includes me lying in the middle of the our street refusing to get up.

My mother had dressed me and made me leave the house wearing pants with a very small patch on the knee. Although I was extremely young I remember being horrified that I would be forced to wear such unfashionable pants.

What was she thinking? What was she subjecting me to? How could my fashionable mother even think I could wear such pants? How could I survive this? I would have to remain on the road until my mother consented to change my clothes.

I really had no concept of fashion yet or did I?


I was born into a family of dressmakers. My mom and her mom before her created clothes for themselves, their family and often friends as well as customers. My mom would whip up wonderful outfits and wear them with flare.

The first fashionista in my life was and still remains my Mom. She graced my childhood in a glamorous, fashionable, fun way. I would watch the process as she chose a style to make, find the perfect fabric and spend the time sewing and fitting the garment. I would sit mesmerized by the hum of the sewing machine. Then the special event would arrive. I would stare as she teased her hair, applied her makeup and finally slipped on the masterpiece. She was beautiful. She inspired me and started me on my fashion path.

I grew up watching my Mom enjoying the changing fashions of the 60’s through to the present.  She taught me to sew, to appreciate quality fabrics and construction, to always be in style and to love fashion. She is as beautiful and fashionable today as she was in my first memories.



Happy Mother’s Day to my Fashionista Mom .

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