Blast from the Past

The search for myย Signature Style has begun. As I write this, I am researching the 1920s. I want to see how they dressed, wore their hair and makeup, what shoes they wore. We all know about the fringed flapper dress, but I wonder about the everyday wear and what did women my age wear in the Roaring 20s?

While I whittle away at the answers to all those questions, here’s a peek at my own fashion history, compiled as best I could from old photos.

1973-ish? Before I took the scissors to my hair in my first attempt at styling myself. Meanwhile, let's dress like a box of Pantone sample squares.
1973-ish? Before I took the scissors to my hair in my first attempt at styling myself. Meanwhile, let’s dress like a box of Pantone sample squares.
About 1975, my mom, sis, and I are in matching outfits. I think my grandmother made them from scratch--without a pattern. She was cool like that.
About 1975, my mom, sis, and I are in matching outfits. I think my grandmother made them from scratch–without a pattern. She was cool like that.
1986 from the high school yearbook. The acid wash denim. THE HAIR.
1986 from the high school yearbook. The acid wash denim. THE HAIR.
1990 - Long ago, I went to school in Florence, Italy and got to pick olives like in the old days. Note my jeans cinched at the ankles and my denim jacket with an adobe house painted on the back. So chic.
1990 – Long ago, I went to school in Florence, Italy and got to pick olives like in the old days. Note my jeans cinched at the ankles and my denim jacket with an adobe house painted on the back. So chic.
1991 - Patterns and bows and big sleeves! Oh My!
1991 – Patterns and bows and big sleeves! Oh My!
1996 - My wedding day! At the Mall of America in the Chapel of Love. We were poor church mice and we eloped.
1996 – My wedding day! At the Mall of America in the Chapel of Love. We were poor church mice and we eloped.