she adored shoulder pads
tucked beneath her brassiere straps
the eighties rage
her build was delicate
not like her niece
who resembled a linebacker
if she didn’t slice the shoulder pads out of her fashion finds
Nina appreciated how the foam pieces squared-off her petite form
on her body, clothing draped as it was meant to
she had style and a talent for accessorizing
my aunt lived with grace, style and beauty
she remained dignified and lovely
even near the end
her eyes
gorgeous, dark and wide
unlike stacked boxes of jewels
and endless drawers of shoulder pads
irreplaceable gems
I miss their soft, elegant glow
still
Red Wolf
When I was little, Nina had a little fox stole that sat on the top a cushy chair in her bedroom.
Happy Birthday, Nina. Today, she would have turned 83.
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Happy Birthday Nina! Beautiful work AnnMarie! I hope you are feeling well tonight AnnMarie. Keep up the good work! AnnMarie= Number One!
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All good.
Hope you are feeling well 🙂
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Glad you are good. Oh I always feel well when I hear from you. You should read my new story ‘Seduced By A Paris’ its one of the best stories I’ve written in a while. I am sure Roddy Piper( in Heaven) and Paris will appreciate the story. It is one of my favorite stories ever. Very warm beautiful story.
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I’ll swing by and read over the weekend. Have a good sleep!
am:)
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I bet you have a voice of an angel. If I was betting man I’d bet all odds on it. Thanks AnnMarie I think you will like this one. Have a good night AnnMarie and you sleep well too!
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So lovely. ❤
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Thank you very much.
am:)
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Happy birthday to Nina. I had a real red fox piece that was given to me at very young age of two or so. I slept with it all the time and carried it through life’s journey until my late 20’s when it died in storage when I moved back to my home town. Humidity and mold. I was very saddened that it passed that way.
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I remember those stoles were quite popular –
am:)
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That was so lovely; beautiful memories… I remember those shoulder pads of the eighties 😀
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Thank you, Sibella. Yes, those pads did me no favors, but my aunt had tiny little shoulders 🙂
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Same here! I always had some pretty good shoulders lol and you answered my question because I was going to ask who Nina was… 😊
Have a lovely weekend my friend! Hugs and Love! 💞
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beautiful words….I can feel your love for her…..and sense her elegance in life.
Drawing/painting? is amazing. I sense he is not related to the stole, has forgiven Nina for her penchant toward that stole, and instead is howling in sadness that she is lost to this world. Especially love the shadings/hints of red in the coat. Really like today’s post!
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Thank you, Lillian.
Nina was very charitable and gave to many humane shelters…the stole was way back in time. Yes, he’s howling in sadness…still sad
am
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Such sweet memories, AnnMarie. Happy Birthday aunt Nina. (Perhaps she’s listening to your heartfelt words as we speak)
Very crafty, by the way, how the word, brassiere, sort of places us in a very specific time.
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Ah, there was once a time where undergarments held more mystery;)
Thank you for your kind words, Leslie.
am:)
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Ooooo, I can’t leave without mentioning you masterfully rendered fox. AWESOME!!
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Thank you, my friend. 🙂
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