Ever since I was little I’ve been obsessed with wearing my parents clothes. Old photos of me from toddler life sportin’ an oversized road race or track shirt and loving life. This is just part of me being an old soul but also because I just love my parents. My mom was a lover of vintage things or finding a use for anything. That “you’ll never know when you’ll need or want that mentality”. She didn’t get rid of anything and I find that in myself (sorry Joel).
Especially with clothes…styles come and go but some things just don’t fade. Plus I love mixing old with new and finding a way to make something seem new again. It’s a challenge that keeps me holding on to items I’ve had for years.
Knowing I wanted to share this with you all, I reached out to Justin Meyer, an insanely talented photographer, jack-of-all-trades and friend. He was so nice to help me capture some of my favorite parent and even grandparent hand-me-downs. It was a fun morning and I couldn’t be happier with how they turned out…thank you Justin!!
Florida Track Club singlet – historic track club Frank Shorter – US Olympian ’70 Marathon Gold Medalist & ’76 Marathon Silver Medalist was a member
Most of these shirts are older than me but I love how comfortable they are and how proud I am to wear them. My dad has hung up his running shoes and I didn’t get blessed with his speed, but wearing these shirts lets me pretend.
Stay tuned…outfits from my mom and grandma’s hand-me-downs coming soon. Shop the look below.
Father Keith’s homemade race shirt from Luther College late ’70s
Back of above shirt & my favorite part. Father Keith aka ELLY
One of my all-time favorite vintage track shirts. The sweater is not vintage but super comfy too.
Life got away from me and I neglected to post this gem but here it is…sorry for the delay dad.
I was born on Father’s Day which I like to think is a gift that keeps on giving. My mom had me at 6:39 am and my dad played in a golf tournament that evening which he ended up winning. Daddy’s good luck charm right here. There was an article in the paper and I love looking back at it and all the things my mom saved over the years. Her hoarding = my treasures.
Living four hours from my dad is hard but it’s especially hard on Father’s Day. I am blessed to have an amazing dad. So much of our childhood was spent attending various running events, laughing, playing, dancing to music on VH1 or the record player and eating sweets. I never realized how much of what I love is because of him. Running, The Eagles and 70s rock in general, SWEETS, being outdoors and the list goes on. I will never forget at my wedding when the song “Already Gone” by The Eagles came on and we turned to look at it each other. Continue reading →