The Mother of all moments

For yours truly, it was Grade 5 picture day. I had assumed the class photo would be taken in the afternoon.  Oh mon dieu, it was to be the morning!  Through teary eyes, I dialed home and told my mom that I just couldn’t be photographed in my Beaver Canoe sweatshirt and jeans.  My mom understood in a way that only a mom really could.  Afterall, we were dealing with a Jostens photographer and not the great Patrick Demarchelier, but my mom grasped the importance of the mini fashion emergency and acted quickly.  Within 15 minutes, she arrived at my public school and proceeded to get me into a plaid frock, dark opaque tights and black patent shoes.  But the crowning glory?  She whipped my locks into two perfect French braids, with the precision of Frederic Fekkai.  When I look at that class photo, it is truly a moment captured in time.  My smile says it all – happiness, content and pride.  In the end, it wasn’t about the dress, although I still think fondly of that little number. It was about the woman who made my run-of-the-mill picture day truly sparkle.  Happy Mother’s Day mom – my friend, my first stylist, my rock.

Shown: Hermès Calèche. Photography by Angie Martin

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