The Life Of My Gucci Loafers

When I bought these classic Gucci loafers at Gabrielle’s slice of heaven, The Collective, I was touched by their story: the original and only owner was the the great Aunt of the consignor, and she had worn and cared for these beloved shoes for years. The chance to own a pair of authentic Gucci loafers, such a chic contemporary shoe, was beyond exciting, but the truth is that I bought them for their story. To own a pair of shoes that had been so well loved and cared for was the real gift. Gabrielle told me that the label was an older one that she had not seen; gold “Gucci made in Italy” stamp with gold metal “Gucci” plate and crest shield. My research of this label and stamp dates it back to the 1950s!

So what life had these shoes lived before me? Where did they go? Whom did they see? Were they city shoes? Did they go to the theater? Casual lunches? Did they follow the  Jackie Kennedy-trends in the 1950s and 1960s? Were they part of the feminist movement of the 1970s? Where did they go in the 1980s? Were they worn with full shoulder pads and wild hair? They must have survived the grunge movement of the 1990s because they are still here! There was certainly much life lived in their 60+ years!

And now they are mine; they have a chance to live on in my life. I will love them, wear them as often as I can, and take them to as many places as possible. I will preserve them in their original state and tuck them in at night in their dust covers. And someday, when I have finished my turn owning them, I hope that someone will take them into her life and keep their story going. There is magic having something so special – loving it and making it a part of your life while it is in your possession – all the while knowing that you are only one part of the full story of a beloved piece of clothing.

Photos by Serena Chmelar; shot on location at The Mall at Short Hills

 

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A Fruitful Purchase

Clothes do many things: they give us a sense of power when we are making a presentation or need to take control of a situation; they give us calm when we are in need of relaxation and peace; they provide comfort at the darkest times in our lives. And when we are feeling a little low, clothes can provide the whimsy we need to lighten our mood. That is what this strawberry cross-body bag and flea market fashion find does for me. Not only does it transport me instantly into the warm summer months, but the colors make me happy. The bag makes me happy. If you have a chance to dress with whimsy, I say yes! Do it, and lighten your load, too!

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Moving days, Milestones, and Motherhood

P1050020I am moving my son to college tomorrow. The day has finally come; after the college tours, the high school graduation, and the too-short summer, we are packing up and getting ready to go. To move, I will be wearing these jeans and t-shirt, which is always my go-to outfit, not just for the comfort but for the style. And I will remember this day and this outfit. The day Eric was born, I wore a bright yellow dress. He was a big baby and I must have looked like a huge bumble bee walking through the hospital corridor! Too funny. That day feels like yesterday.

Although I have the questions running through my head: did I teach him enough, did I prepare him enough, did I do enough? And although I had a fleeting moment when I wondered: How would it be if I moved down there with him? – today is not about loss. Today is about love; the love that a mother feels when she nurtures her baby for eighteen years, and then sends him off to fly on his own. I am moving my son to college tomorrow. And I will remember this day and the outfit I chose to wear. With love.

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