We all came from somewhere. By somewhere I mean our mother’s.
If it wasn’t for her, you wouldn’t be here. Like it or not, that is the truth.
We inherit all kinds of good, bad and crazy from our mother’s. Like it or not, that is the truth.
Sometimes our mother’s are blood relatives and sometimes they aren’t. Like it or not, that is the truth.

This Mother’s Day I asked the wardrobe stylist of Urban Darling to share with me pictures with their mother’s or their kids. And here is what they want to share:

I was recently texting with a client who admitted to “purging her closet regularly as a hobby to create room for new things” {I am completely paraphrasing} and I told her that she needs to think about if she really NEEDS ___________. She went on to tell me that that was the problem, she really doesn’t need anything.

Hmmm… I went on to tell her she might need Focipline (which was a mistake in words. I was trying to say Focus and Discipline.

She then commented “I partially struggle because I have serious multiple wardrobe personality disorder. I love 60′s sheath dresses, hippie blouses, rocker jeans, stilettos and cowboy boots. Does not compute!!”

Ladies and gents, I open the blog post for discussion, what do you think?