I spent Thanksgiving with Pete and his family in Prescott, AZ. There were some tender, pleasurable moments and some moments when my seasonal depression got the best of me. While I am pretty positive and upbeat throughout most of the year, I can get downright depressed during the autumn and winter months, and I am not always myself when the holidays roll around. It doesn't help that I am an unwavering idealist and tend to get bummed when things are less than ideal. But rather than share with you the corrosive thoughts that burden my mind, I'll just share some glimpses of my Thanksgiving.
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| Pete's ma generously loaded me up with tons of her old jewelry and some of her mom's costume jewelry too. Here I am wearing a velvet choker that she gave me with interchangeable brooch. She told me that she used to wear it all the time, and I'm honored to get to wear it around my neck now. This particular brooch features three Isadora Duncan-esque dancers, though you can't really see that. |
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| Most holidays I feel like Ms. Daisy Mae looks. |
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| Dressing up and posing always help me to get through the holidays. This 1930s cotton number, of which I am totally unworthy because I abuse my clothes wildly, cost me a mere $10. Thank goodness for that. |
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| Check out the ass on Pete's stepdad's Thunderbird. Old cars just add to the quaint, silent, nostalgic beauty of Prescott, AZ, and I sure am thankful there are still so many on the road. |
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| Pete's folks' neighborhood is so quiet and provide the perfect opportunity for contemplative strolls during the waning hours. I am thankful for those moments when my mind is calm. |
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| The sun was bright, but the air was cold. |
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| On our drive home, we stopped at the Whitewater Preserve in Whitewater, CA, where water flows abundantly in the middle of the desert. Nothing makes me happier than spending time in nature. |
| wearing a vintage Esprit dress w/vintage striped cap. |
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| perhaps the biggest Seguro cactus that I spotted on the way home. What a hunk! |
I hope ya'll had a nice Thanksgiving. By the way, I've stopped obsessing on my facial wrinkles, and low and behold, they've all disappeared. Take care now. Until next time.
You know quite well, deep within you, that there is only a single magic, a single power, a single salvation...and that is called loving. Well, then, love your suffering. Do not resist it, do not flee from it. It is your aversion that hurts, nothing else.
- Herman Hesse
I am exactly the same; I get a little kooky around the holidays. While no precedent of holiday perfection has ever been set, I still expect them to be magical and then get stressed and kind of disappointed when the are just "fine." I have to try and make everyday a holiday so the holidays aren't a let down. Why is that? However you spend your holidays, I know you will look smart; that 30's frock is really cool!
ReplyDeleteNow that's a gorgeous dress!!! And 10$, what a steal. I always get depressed in the Fall, too; for me it's a combination of loving summer so much, and the way holidays seem to bring out all the dysfunction/disconnect in my family. It's rough, though I will say that the California climes seem to have tricked my body into thinking it's Spring, ha!!
ReplyDeleteAnd I would love love love to meet up with you sometime!! I'm staying in Palm Springs with my mama, but I've been driving around the desert a lot too. Just shoot me an email: dcwalsh ( at ) uvm (d o t) edu!
this looks like such a lovely holiday! I want to spend more time in the desert... and that white dress is absolutely gorgeous on you!
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