No, I'm most definitely NOT pregnant,
but I wanted to share with a pair of twins separated by about 25 years.
This pair of suitcases belong to me and my mom. I have the pink one and my mom has the blue one.
The one on the right is mine from about 1970 and the one on the left is mom's from 1945.
Not quite disco stars but still 70s.....
Pink and sweet on the inside (just like my mom)!
I always thought my handle was cooler than hers when I was a kid. Now I prefer mom's leather one.
Hinges are identical - just different patina.
Mom's is slightly larger than mine.
I can remember mom's being up on a tall shelf in a hall closet in our house when I was growing up. She kept her embroidery in it.
I remember using mine for sleepovers at my cousins' house and stuffing it to bursting. I remember feeling so sad when my clothes would no longer fit in my suitcase.
I also used it for storing my doll, Kitty's clothes. My parents watched Gunsmoke and I think that's where my doll's name came from.
I asked Mom what she remembered about her suitcase and she remembers getting it when she was maybe 8 (1948) and it had a little hand tied quilt and matching pajamas. I have that little quilt somewhere......I'll have to find it now. I just called Mom to ask her the name of her doll and she couldn't remember. (Thank goodness I wrote my doll's name in this blog so when I'm 70 and Baby Bee asks me my doll's name I'll be able to tell her!)
So you are lucky - two vintage thingies for the price of one (and I'm NOT referring to my mom and me as the vintage thingies)!
What are you treasuring these days?
Thanks for buzzing in!
How's your weather? We have gotten HOT! 85 degrees tomorrow! I'm losing my autumnal feeling and that is NOT a good thing.
I enjoyed seeing you today. I'll be making a nice breve latte tonight. Would you care for one?
You can drink it while you go visit all the delightful vintage thingies at Suzanne's at Colorado Lady.
And if you're coming by for
I'll be happy to make you some yummy pumpkin waffles and a cinnamon dolce latte!
Doesn't that sound like a yummy breakfast?