Cynthia Kinnunen blogs about sharing stuff from your childhood with your kids
I’m all for finding new ways to use old stuff. Heck, I’m all for using old stuff in old ways, too. Although my cassettes aren’t really sounding as good as they once did.
What I had always wondered, though, was if my kids would ever be interested in my old clothes. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t actually have much by way of clothing from my childhood, but a few treasured pieces do remain. Hey, if fashion is cyclical, these old threads should have come around at least once or twice since I wore them.
Now I used to dress up in my grandmum’s old clothing and it was much like costuming. Like Mr. Dress Up’s infamous tickle trunk. It was great fun. But when I borrowed my mom’s clothes, I had thought I was pretty cool. It wasn’t about dressing up like Ginger from Gilligan’s Island (and no, my Grandmum didn’t dress like that…that I’m aware of) but rather real, “going out in public” kinds of dressing up.
