Three Generations of Awesome
Hello Grandma. Hello Milan. Hello fashion. Hello heaven. There’s nothing quite like a luxurious weekend with the two most fabulous women: Mom and Grandma.
Seriously, there is nothing more awesome than spending the weekend with Mom and Grandma reliving the fantastic stories from growing up in Milan, topped with gossiping about all the people and things that acted as mom’s style icons. When we weren’t relishing in memories, we were flipping through fashion magazines, and then there it was: one amazing Missoni dress. Mom’s finger went right there to the model on the page and I swear even these fixed glass eyes followed. Cowl neck. Form-Fitting. Fabulous. Grandma’s eyebrow went up in agreement with its fabulosity. Fashion forward and striking, Missoni is its own statement. Grandma and Mom told me how good I would look in Missoni clothing. Who am I to argue with the two most stylish ladies? And then Grandma revealed she had some things in her third closet, to where I immediately went. As I sat there taking in all the beautiful patterned knitwear, I wrapped a particularly fabulous zigzag blue, black and cream scarf around my hinged neck and pretended to be as glamorous as the scarf. Smiling at my mom, grandma then uttered the best words of the weekend, “Darling, one day this will all be yours.”
With style,
Ciao!


