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Carol Perkins: New beginnings and rebirth
Previous Column: Cleaning the Woodpile
By Carol Perkins
I know exactly where it is. Upstairs in my mother's home in the wardrobe. Not a closet, but a wardrobe. This freestanding wardrobe sits in the hallway outside of my childhood room, although I didn't move upstairs until I was convinced no ghosts resided there. Inside this wardrobe, only a few inches taller than I am now as an adult, was where I hung my clothes. We had no upstairs closets.
Most of my special pieces are still there. My senior prom dress, the red dress that I wore to the Beta Convention for our talent skit, and my pink Easter hat I wore when I was a senior are among the remaining pieces. Oh, that pink hat!
Hats during the 60s were Jackie Kennedy's inspiration.
Mine was a pink straw pillbox design that sat on top of my bouffant hairdo. My pink linen suit was also a Jackie copy. It was a fully lined two-piece with the classic three buttons down the front.
I amassed hours of hard labor lining the jacket and the skirt. (I have not mastered the technique years later.) Putting the zipper in the side seam and then matching the waistband to the garment was another headache. By Sunday morning, I had created an outfit that would either hold its own or rip out when I sat in the pew.
Topping off my pink suit and pink straw hat were white gloves and my new black patent high heels with pointy toes and pencil-thin heels that slowed my walk to a crawl. I was never one who could make walking in heels look easy. A corsage was a must for Easter Sunday, especially for the church ladies, and I considered myself one of them. Men wore new ties to freshen up the suits. Young boys often wore their first tie on Easter Sunday.
An Easter outfit symbolized a fresh beginning and a new start. I carried on that tradition with my children. Sometimes we would dash to Castner Knotts at the old mall in Bowling Green on Friday night before Easter Sunday. I loved those times.
We know Easter has nothing to do with clothes, but it does have everything to do with new beginnings and rebirth. I'm ready for both.
Carol's most recent book, based on a true story, The Case of the Missing Ring, is available through Amazon, both paperback and ebook. You can contact her at email@example.com.
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