So, I recently went to a high school graduation and enjoyed the speeches about remembering who we are, and we have our future before us. Great motivating moments for all who attended and perhaps listened. As we exited the building I noticed a reoccurring theme… who am I. By this, I mean there were mothers who had come to see a child graduate, or aunts and sisters with presents and flowers. Nevertheless, they dressed alike. Not like everyone had the same outfits, but you could see generations, mothers and daughters wearing very similar outfits.
There was one mother/daughter with strapless sundresses, the same cut, the Levis and western shirt duo, even matching jackets could be found.
The question that vexed my mind was who was dressing like whom? Was the daughter mimicking the mother, or the mother mimicking the daughter?
I will never know the answer but it was a never world of creatures imitating creatures.
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