Staying with my mom for the past month has been an interesting experience to say the least. I must, however, say that I've been revisiting so many memories from my childhood in the apartment that I grew up in. So much remains the same as I remember it.
One of my favorite childhood memories is of my moms makeup collection. The wicker baskets are much smaller than I remember but I spread them out on the toilet seat just the way I used to and found all the same makeup inside. My favorites are from a company she used to work for called Paint. I love the little silver title stickers on the bottom of the tortoiseshell Paint lipstick tubes and the retro packaging of the eyeshadows. Still in all the wild colors I remember. I've added much of her wildest colors to my own collection.
I know wearing 30 year old makeup is fairly disgusting but there is something magical about the blue and yellow lipsticks I grew up with. Iconic mementos of my favorite things about my mother.