Mundane Monday in Fuscia frills and dreary Black
I have been told many times, by completely different people that I remind them of Mary Poppins.
Not because I look like her, becuase I don´t.
Not because I can do magic, because I can´t.
Not because I make up silly words like Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious, because I don´t.
But because of my usually imaginative, caring, patient, empathetic, maternal instincts.
The photos of me in this look, which I wore yesturday, just reminded me of that, because I can see my mother in me in all of these photos. Plus, this is something I think she would have worn when I was just a little girl. Maybe it´s true... Girls turn into their mothers as they get older, and boys turn into their fathers...
I don´t normally tuck my tops into my skirts/trousers, but this time I think it worked...