this is a photo of me and my friend rebecca at a 50s party during college. i was 17 or 18 years old. we got together last night for drinks and were talking about how much harder it seems to be a young girl now. if you don't have the money to get plastic surgery these days, you're out of luck. we were laughing about how when we were in college at berkeley, showing your cleavage was just about the lamest thing you could do, like an offense to other females--all the cool kids would be like "don't you have anything better to show for yourself?"
like me, rebecca is a transplant to orange county from los angeles. we were talking about the process of making new friends and how the only people we really trust are the friends we made when we were in college--for me that was between the ages of 17-21. those people are still the ones i hold dearest. that, and my blogging friends. i really did tell her that! something about the process of getting to know people little by little, day by day through their diaries and comments is a very intimate process. i never dreamed when i started blogging 6 years ago that it would become such a big thing my life. it was meant to be a commentary on style to brand my company, but it became a place where age, occupation, and appearance were bridged, and it didn't matter and never really did whether my friends have "style" as long as they have goodness. okay good people, i am signing off. if my blog comes back tomorrow there will be a nice giveaway--if not, first thing monday!
xoxo mary jo