My family isn’t big into heirlooms of any kind. I’ve got my great grandmother’s fine china collecting dust in my basement, and a few pieces of lovely jewelry from my grandmother, but that’s about it. Probably the most beloved heirloom in our house is actually Husband Mike‘s: My dad had his old Martin Dreadnought repaired and cleaned up, and gave it to HM a few years back. He took that guitar with him to Peru during his Peace Corps years, and I spent my childhood singing songs while he played it. I love that we have it in the house.
But in terms of wardrobe items that hold emotional value, most of mine are from my various vacations. My bulky sweaters from Iceland, a silk scarf from New York, even thrift finds from visits to my grandma in St. Louis feel special. I’d wager that a sweater I bought in Tasmania is my most emotionally significant piece. I bought it off the back of a salesclerk in a boutique in Hobart, and at the time it was the most expensive piece in my wardrobe. And worth every penny. You can take a peek at it here. Doesn’t get a ton of wear, but I’d be heartbroken if anything ever happened to it.
How about you? What are some of the elements of your emotional wardrobe? What are their stories?