Babes in my DNA
Last time I was at my parents’ house I ended up flipping through an album of photos taken of my parents and their friends when they were in their mid-20s. It’s strange to look at the people in these photos and see faces that look so much like my own friends. It’s wonderful to look at these people & think about all the awesome shit that will happen next that they don’t know about yet.
And I won’t lie – it is also amazing to see how much my parents *like* each other, and how that is one thing that hasn’t changed.
It’s also kind of funny to see how much my taste in vintage clothes is so similar to what my mom wore the first time around. Or how my sort of “retro” decorating style matches the apartments in these photos. In one of the photos I didn’t scan, my dad’s friend was wearing an embroidered denim button-up that was identical to one I sold to a customer at work a little while ago.
The first time I saw this polaroid I thought it was a picture of me. My mom is an original bossy femme type – always in charge & taking care of everybody. It’s nice to see her looking quiet & contemplative.
This photo is from a bit later – around the time that my younger brother was born. The pals my mom is with in this photo live in the same city as me & sometimes all four of us get together for coffee. Maybe one day Gretchen will look at party photos of me and Desiree & feel All The Feelings too.
Straight up, my dad was a babe. People like to tell me about my hot mom (I know right?) but seriously.
Aww look at this! The dude on the left is still friends with dad & he turned out to be a professional photographer. All you vintage camera nerds can eat your hearts out.
This is a very zoomed-in crop of a mirror photo but I couldn’t resist. Tiny Iris with – an asymmetrical bowl cut! How’s that for personal style? Look how young my dad is in this picture! I feel like he looks younger than my friends are now. What the fuck! (Okay, it’s true, I am now the same age as my mom when she got pregnant with me, but I am in denial.)
Do you have “vintage” family photos? I wanna see. Someday I will scan the pictures of my fashionista great-grandma (my namesake) & your minds will be blown.






