Today's Topic - BLAZERS

Am wondering, today, if wearing a blazer, even a cute and trendy blazer, will always make me feel like my mom? I guess it points towards those age old mysteries of our mothers and ourselves...where do those lines exist, cross, intersect, parallel, or completely and utterly divide? I mean, my mom is a great dresser, but I just can't dress like her. It isn't just the fact that, in general, although we wear pretty much the same size, things just fit us differently. It is more so the fact that even if it is the cutest outfit on Earth, I will put it on, and I will feel like my mom, and love her as I may, I have to be ME! Blazers, I guess, fall into this catagory...cute, but, to me, they are mom's turf.

Maybe it is more than that, though, with blazers. I'll never forget a day back in Jr. High School. I wore a tan, corduroy blazer to school, complete with a Peter Pan collar shirt that had a grosgrain ribbon bow. It was SO early 80's, and cute, if a little "mature," shall we say? Well, during the course of the day, at one point, a kid came up to me and asked me a question AS IF I WERE A TEACHER! I was mortified...I blamed the blazer and ONLY wore it to church or family get togethers from that point on.

The jury remains out. Today, I got a LOT of compliments on the blazer, but spent the whole day not really feeling like ME. Still, I will not give up. I have Bookgroup tonight, and we're headed out to "The Blue Moon." I think I will keep the blazer on, but switch to jeans and boots. After all, mom would NEVER wear it that way:)