if you know me then you know that i have a love for all things vintage. and i have an even deeper love for any thing that has sentimental value. so imagine my sheer joy when my mom unveiled a box of mine & my sisters' old belongings. there were some rather horrid items & some pure treasures. there were items that true vintage fashionistas like bluebirdvintage would have fainted over. unfortunately, as the mother of two young boys there weren't very many items that i could hand down. i uncovered one semi-gender neutral outfit (ok, maybe it is a tad too feminine to be worn in public), a blanket, and two rattles (t.j. loves both toys).
as the youngest of 4 sisters i was often adorned with hand-me-downs so i can truly testify of the practicality of reusing items from kid-to-kid & generation-to-generation. shouldn't that be a higher priority in our material obsessed society? reduce, reuse, recylce. (ok, so maybe i am a bit hypocritical in this statement. but i truly do try. it's not my fault if manufacturers are constantly making more adorable & practical items that i just must own.)