Throughout the purging and sorting of my childhood home, we've been on the lookout for a box of my mother's gloves from the 50's and 60's. She had loaned them to the high school for a play several years ago and decided that she'd never gotten them back since they were no where to be found.
Well, yesterday she found them! I can't begin to express how excited I am! I have a very, very small collection of gloves which I adore but this will top it all off. I remember playing dress up with them as a child. They were always kept in a box from an old clothing store in St. Joe, Mo and each pair was wrapped in tissue to keep them clean. I'd carefully unwrap them, slide them on my tiny hands and be completely enamoured at the sight and feel of them, even though they were far too big.
I'm pretty sure I'm going to be just as enamoured as an adult each time I slide them on....which will be frequently!
I'm back in Iowa for the move. It's going to be a very long, stressful and very emotional week.