Sometimes I look like a cowgirl ...
... and sometimes I look like a sailor.
In 1974, my younger sister and I looked like little Swiss Misses.
“She read books after lights out with a flashlight and carrots stowed under her bed. I used to read to her as a newborn and so she developed her first interest. Actually, Reader’s Digest was very exciting to her as she used to crinkle the pages and become quite excited over the sound and colors.
“Wendy was interested in plastic jewelry from the time she was quite little. In those days she also loved horses … plastic horses that were maybe 5″ high. When her grandparents took her to see real horses, I guess she was overwhelmed by their actual size, thinking that a 5” horse was big enough. As a 12-year-old, Wendy was obsessed with John Lennon and wrote books and stories dedicated to the Beatles and to John. I will always remember her touching remark when she came home from a Beatlefest. Wendy said, ‘….that was the best night of my life.
“I’m sure she has had other wonderful nights since then. She continues to make me proud of her.”
Awww that’s so cute. I still can’t define my style. I can tell you if something IS my style, but I don’t have a name for it. I just know what I like.
I remember Beatlefest! Loved it – I wonder what I would think of it now?? And black armbands in 8th grade when John Lennon was shot.
Beth
This is such a cute post Wendy!! I too loved books early on and would read with flashlights at night, and I developed a love of plastic jewelry and plastic heels from the toy section early on!
Such a cute post…I also have trouble putting myself into any fashion descriptions or boxes! AND, in fifth grade, I wrote stories dedicated to the Beatles, the Monkees, and Ilya Kuryakin in the Men from U.N.C.L.E!!
Aw, this is just the sweetest post. Your mommy is so proud. I share your pain of brown corduroy 🙁 And I hate that you (we as creative peeps) have to “define” our style. You’re unique. Your style is individual…
Awww that was so lovely! Your mom is adorable and so are you! Look at wee you! So cute!
Awww. I love that picture of you and your little sister. So adorable. I used to read in bed with a flashlight too.
Your style is Wendy B!
What a wonderful description of you, Wendy!
I wrote strange comedic stories about butlers, and a lot of angsty poetry. I read in bed by the light of my electric calculator – if you punched in 8888888888888, it gave off quite a bit of light!
A good Reader’s Digest can still make my heart go pitty-pat 😛
What a fun post! I can’t imagine EVER publishing a description of me by my mother!
Would it be all “Stand up straight!” and “You can’t go out dressed like that!”???
Who knew a cowboy print dress could look so good? I must find one for my own wardrobe now!
As soon as I saw it on Zang Toi’s runway, I knew I had to have it: http://wendybrandes.com/blog/2010/09/what-wendy-wore-zang-toi-dress-at-zang-toi-show/
Such a sweet piece by your mother…
you have style! you have flair! i wouldn’t know how to describe my own style. it varies! but i like to think it looks pretty good most of the time. 🙂
have a fab weekend!
Such a cute post! Love your mom’s description of you!!
love the words from your mom
always fun to see yourself through someone else’s eyes
especially someone who really likes you lol
love that cowboy dress!!!
brett
The 1974 photo of you and your sister is very sweet; your smile remains electric. And your mother’s words are priceless.
“Urban-safari, acid-flashback gamine with a soupçon of Amish-during-rumspringa.” I’m dying over here. Seriously. Thank’s for directing me this way because it was totally worth it!