
It was something of an epiphany for me when I finally realized that my mother's taste was always going to be different from mine. I remember it finally sunk in while we were staying in Hawaii for Christmas. I was going to get her what I thought was the perfect gift (I can't remember what it was, probably jewelry) when it occured to me that she was never going to use any of the things I got her. So I started to think about the kind of things she got for herself. Usually they were brown, (it seemed to be her favorite color) and if it was clothing she generally prefered it to have embroidery on it. Definitely not my style, but it was what she liked so I got her a brown leather eelskin cigarette case. She loved it, and ended up using it until it started to fall apart at the seams.
Well the scarf is purple, (her second favorite color). Here's hoping she likes it just as well.
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