all photographs of my mother by Henry & Elizabeth Lacy
I love, no, I adore, looking through old family albums. Its like finding a crown jewel when I come across an old photograph of my mother from the 70's. Those giant eyeglasses. The permed hair. The cropped tops and bell bottoms. The bohemian dresses. I just love it all.
Oh, and finding the hilarious photographs of my bearded grandfather and mustacheoed uncles is pure joy. Intense mustaches really need to make a comeback.