Je m'en souviens - Part 5

 

Part 5 in my series comes from a slide.  It's so perfect that my mom is chatting to someone... my dad is infamous (and sometimes annoying) with his candid shots but this time, he captured the moment, I'm sure.  Kodak may no longer make Kodachrome slides but since vintage is a recurring theme here, why not branch out into vintage technology?  

While the dress has no label, when I rolled up one of my sleeves, the above trim was a dead giveaway.  I immediately recognized it from years of having fouillé-ed (dug around) in my mom's sewing kit.  There is a high chance that she made the dress or had it custom-made.  Either way, I may not have memories of her wearing it, but the slide combined with wearing the garment itself means I get keep her with me, present in my daily going-abouts.  

This may be all for these kinds of posts, or not, but the project itself ends here.  I hope you have enjoyed this more detailed glance into who I am - it couldn't have been done without my Tim, photographer (here and above photos) and Pat's beautiful garden.  I can't end this without saying that I did not appreciate my mom's style enough while I could tell her such things but as my dad would say about kids when they're younger, my brain wasn't totally developed.  Sometimes you just don't know what is special around you, until you look from a different view. 

Love you, mom.  And thank you. 

Then I'll dig a tunnel, from my window to yours

The day of the Arcade Fire show arrived, finally!  We started things off with a low-key cookout.  My crisped potatoes went more to chip phase:

And I tried a 2nd adaptation of the Fraisse Family Gâteau au chocolat.  I have the recipe in French proportions and never bought a measuring cup there.  Dangit.

This was the last time:

Before baking but obviously not right.  Not enough sugar, unsweetened chocolate, the list goes on...

This time:

With a sprinkle of sea salt, inspired by Café Fanny's Salty Chocolate Cookies.   This was fare worthy of getting us ready for the show.

Me, as close to running as my not-quite-recovered ankle will allow.:

These two were taking it a touch more slowly:

 I was still REALLY excited.

In line 1 hour before doors, 2.5 hours before show.

Calexico

THE ARCADE FIRE

Rebellion (Lies)

This scarf is a giant mohair shawl that I found at an Estate Sale a few weeks ago.  What I love most about it is its parallel to a light blue blanket my parents have had since their pre-kids era.  Spending more on it than my usual budget of $0.00, my sentimentality and the color won me over.  I especially love that when full-size, it can double as a small blanket for things like Bay Area evening outings.  Though last night, I hopped up and down for the extent of the photos above - c'est à dire (which is to say) the entire Arcade Fire set.  I had to take off the scarf and sweater.  

This last month has been a whirlwind, each show just as good as the last, each with an entirely different feel.  I'm lucky to have seen these amazing and talented performers.  

Have a lovely day!

Catherine

*P.S.  On another note, the blog is newly formatted.  Thoughts?  This design or the previous look? 

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