One Hundred Years of Impeccable Taste

When I think about my mother, Gertrude,  I think about impeccable style. She was lucky enough to live to celebrate her 100 birthday (although it was quite helpful that she was a pioneer when it came to natural foods and exercise- so maybe luck isn't exactly the word). She did those 100 years with some panache and always in style. 

I can document my mother's style up until the 60s through photos. Beautiful below the knee dresses and skirts with menswear blazers and ruffled shirts, long opera gloves in green and black for special occasions, opera binoculars for excursions to the Metropolitan Opera, incredible beaded purses and fabulous hats. High glamour, to say the least. It was 1940s-50s style to a t- always dressed to the nines. Heels - stilettos and a fire engine red lipstick. Givenchy was her perfume of choice and she always left a trail of that incredible scent. She never left home without lipstick and fragrance. Even when she was 100, she'd end every meal with a swipe of Chanel lipstick. 

I remember the 60s and 70s with Pucciesque pieces, bohemian Indian peasant skirts, caftans Liz Taylor style and I had bragging rights to having a mother who was one of first in her group of friends to actually wear bell bottom jeans. Even through the 80s and 90s my mother loved flowy indian prints but also wore some very tailored ensembles (many of them have made their way into Amanda and Jessica's closets). I loved her ski sweaters that she let me borrow in high school with  little tidbits about her trip to the Swiss Alps. Orange,kelly green and an incredible button down with figures stitched on it was a bohemian before the term was in fashion- traveling the world and acquiring memories and treasures along the way. 

For accessories, soft buttery Italian leather purses along with her favorite shoes, narrow  Ferragamos of course. My mother loved and appreciated jewelry. Always the unusual. Opals, antique cameos, a green and yellow diamond ring given to her by my dad. Lovely jewelry bought at east coast festivals, Mexican sterling silver and copper jewelry acquired on her trip to Mexico in the 40s and southwest jewelry including a bolo tie which really did put her ahead of her time. Much of the spirit of Frisk we attribute to her- out with the ordinary, in with the unique. She coveted interesting pieces no one else had. 

Her style was truly one of a kind. Even through 100 years old my mother dressed beautifully every day with lipstick and jewelry as her accessories. As she would say after I dressed for a special event, "What Donna? Where's your perfume and jewelry?" Always the final accessories to any outfit.

Ski trip

Ski trip

With my sister, Lola 

With my sister, Lola