Birds of a feather...
Vintage Trifari enamel bird pin.
Worn with Martiniano flats, J. Crew Denim, Madewell top, vintage belt, Warby Parker Glasses
This post is all about the little enamel bird pin. (which is earilly similar to the pin Katniss Everdeen wears in the Hunger Games, but I digress…) No one wears pins anymore, and I say, let's bring it back! My mom had a myriad pins, not to be confused with brooches BTW, which are what my Grandmother had a ton of, and I am sure I will be wearing at some point. I remember this pin on the shoulder of either a navy blue or kelly green St. John jacket (she had both) . It is just a sweet little detail, like a silk flower tucked under the bow on a well wrapped package (Mildred Hoit in Palm beach anyone?!) My mother loved these little details, she really cared. She put herself together. Even when she was so sick, she tried. When my mom had to get fitted for a wig, and finally shave her head, her friend Ellen and I went with her. I will never forget the flamboyent hairdresser that was fitting her telling my mom she had a gorgeous head, (she did BTW!) and then saying this "Powder and paint make ya' what ya' aint!" Jesus that was the only thing that made us crack a smile that day. She held onto that, she paid attention the the details, she always put in an effort. Wearing this pin, today, I felt like she was sitting on my shoulder. Such a nice feeling. xoxo