Way back when, in the times before the seventies, I have this opinion that life was not necessarily better..just more detail oriented. The thought comforts me. I guess this is because I myself am very detail oriented--not just in the way I do things,but also in the way I dress, decorate my home, and act.
I went to an estate sale yesterday in a barn, and was floored by how many little
tidbits there were from this woman's life. Each dress I purchased had a matching bolero, often made out of delicate tulle or lace. Wedding dresses had crowns. Little purses had detachable clutches inside.
Whatever happened to the following details?
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| The perfect hat |
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| Gloves. |
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| The beautiful sweater guard. |
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The thank you note.
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The well-fitted suit.
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| The peignoir/nightgown set. |
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The scarf.
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The decanter set for liquor.
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These days it feels like no one takes the time to dwell on the little pieces of appearance that make us feel and look special. I get that we're all busy, but maybe by taking that little extra second to dwell, we can use our time to inflect upon our own selves a little more. After all, one can't care for others until one cares for themselves.
