I haven’t done a What I Wore Wednesday post since before my Grandmother died at the beginning of December.
I think that might partly be because my Grandmother was one of the only people in the world who cared whether or not I showed up for all of life in jeans and a t-shirt.
Actually it would have been ok with my Grandmother if jeans had never been invented. (Perish the thought!) Jeans were the epitome of casual to my Grandmother, and the fact that I wore them weekly to church growing up was one of life’s small agonies for her.
Let’s not even talk about jeans with holes.
If I did take the time and effort to put myself together to go and meet my Grandmother, she would always notice. I could always count on her for a compliment.
One of the many therapeutic activities we did over Christmas was to go through Grandmother’s clothes, shoes and jewelry. Every grandchild, every cousin, even lots of close friends chose keepsakes from Grandmother’s boxes of possessions. She really did love clothes, and she loved all kinds of beads even more.
We each wore something of hers to her funeral.
Since then, whenever I get dressed, and especially on Sundays, I often grab something of hers to add. These pictures are a collection of some of Grandmother’s treasures that I am wearing these days to try to keep her close.
Pearls, a beaded handbag, a scarf, a sweater, Mary Jane Keens.
Grandmother loved Keens. She felt that they were both comfortable and trendy, and she would go regularly to the funky Ozark Outdoor shop in Little Rock to see what they had new in the way of Keens.
I have also been carrying her handkerchiefs. They have come in very handy when I am missing her.
Which is still so very often.