Hey guys, so I've been notably absent in the past little while and this is because my Nan has passed away. I'll be back soon with outfit photos but in the meantime I thought I'd share some photos of my Nan because she was such a terribly fashionable lady. I think the pictures do a lot of talking for themselves.
She died the day after turning 91 years of age and she loved every last one of those years, because she loved to be alive. I lived with Nan my whole life and so even though she's been there for all of my years, there's been almost 70 years that I haven't been there with her! I love looking back at old pictures of her because it gives me such a relatable glimpse back into time. I know so many of her her old stories, it's nice to have pictures to go with the stories.
Like I said, Nan was a pretty snappy dresser, she would get dressed up and walk down the street and she said the boys would follow her around singing, "oh there she goes oh there she goes all dressed up in her Sunday clothes! But OH the stink of her dirty toes!" How I wish she had some sort of air tight capsule in which she could have thrown all of her clothes into! If she only knew that she would have a granddaughter one day who would be so interested in all of her stuff.
Nan always used to say that when she looked at me she saw herself, so now when I look at myself I see her. So even though she's gone and I miss her, a little bit of her will always be with me.
I love you a bushel and a peck, a bushel and a peck and a hug around the neck.
She died the day after turning 91 years of age and she loved every last one of those years, because she loved to be alive. I lived with Nan my whole life and so even though she's been there for all of my years, there's been almost 70 years that I haven't been there with her! I love looking back at old pictures of her because it gives me such a relatable glimpse back into time. I know so many of her her old stories, it's nice to have pictures to go with the stories.
Like I said, Nan was a pretty snappy dresser, she would get dressed up and walk down the street and she said the boys would follow her around singing, "oh there she goes oh there she goes all dressed up in her Sunday clothes! But OH the stink of her dirty toes!" How I wish she had some sort of air tight capsule in which she could have thrown all of her clothes into! If she only knew that she would have a granddaughter one day who would be so interested in all of her stuff.
Nan always used to say that when she looked at me she saw herself, so now when I look at myself I see her. So even though she's gone and I miss her, a little bit of her will always be with me.
I love you a bushel and a peck, a bushel and a peck and a hug around the neck.
I'm really sorry to hear about your grandma, Robyn. She sounds like she was an awfully cool lady.
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A fitting tribute to a wonderful lady. Nana, will be in all our hearts and minds always. A little bit of her will be with you always. She left you with her love of style and a flair for life.
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