I graduated from High School in 1989.
That puts me at 45 today, and while some things have changed so much, my love of rock t-shirts, all things Stevie Nicks, and dreams of travelling Europe with a backpack and train pass have never changed.
I grew up on a small working farm, raised by my organic-gardening grandparents while my mom sorted fruit for a local orchard.
On sunny days you could find my running between the fruit trees and when the weather was cold, pouring over my mom’s impressive collection of records and deciding if I needed to sew a new halter top.
Years have passed and I think I still have her first Beatles record in my own collection buried between some New Order and the Doors.
Somewhere in my teens a love of thrifting and upcycling emerged, and I suppose some might say hoarding. I have however purged collected items many times over, keeping a core group of treasures that I am sure I could not live without. So we will not call it hoarding but curating a collection of things that bring us joy.
Yes, that sounds so much better.
Recently while trolling through my local Goodwill I came across a navy tank top that had an embroidery skull that caught my eye. [Read more…]