Like A Black & White Movie.

Man, I love me some Photoshop.

Just playing around when I woke up, right before getting into the shower.

When I stay at my mom’s I pretty much live in a robe (since that is the only time I don’t have to be anywhere!)…any robe…well, not JUST any robe, but fun, fancy, vintage robes.  I love the idea of posh robes for house lounging.  It makes me feel dressed up without actually brushing my teeth and showering :/  Anyhow, I will always wear robes around the house…strictly beautiful robes though.  I’m not a big fan of gross pajamas.  My mother used to wear these gorgeous Japanese and Thai robes when I was a little girl.  Her boyfriend (at the time) would bring them back to her after traveling with the Navy..or Air Force…who knows really, I was like 7.  She always looked so beautiful in them…just waking up in the morning and gliding around the house in them…SO beautiful.  He passed away on a certain mission (or whatever…like I said, I was 7) and I remember her being devastated…in those robes.  She didn’t leave her room for days at one point.  Even though I was really young I understood exactly what was going on…she needed time.  Even then she was like some dramatic movie star being extreme about their life and crying in a beautiful robe…that’s how the memory plays out in my head at least…like a black and white movie.  So much sadness and still looking so beautiful.

SO beautiful.

xoxo,

BreannaLee

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