The first belt...
This Gucci belt was the first belt my mother ever gave me, It was probably the fanciest belt I'd ever owned, and it is still one that I reach for often. The buckle fits with two other interchangeable belts, in different colors and patterns (a favorite element with many of my mom's belts, as you will see in future posts). These belts are only wearable on the the waist, and often times, not after a decent meal, and they are completely out of commission with low waisted pants. But there is one hard memory that this belt brings up for me. During the time my mother struggled with substance abuse, and now in retrospect, I believe, body weight issues, this black belt, which at its smallest hole, was 22" or 23", was still too big for her, she was literally waisting away. I am so thankful that she was able to escape from the grips of those demons. It took a tremendous amount of strength. You were always and will always be my beautiful Mother. Love you.