Happy Birthday to my lovely Baba Jean! I can't get enough of old family photographs; people were so much more glamourous and well put together back then. These two shots are among my favourites of my Baba - the top shot of her being stopped downtown by a photographer in that stunning fur trimmed coat is a vibe I want to channel whenever I'm walking around but most likely will never come close to her elegance. The bottom shot in the mountains just looks insane, like it must be some sort of clever illusion. It is not. Modern day gondolas have nothing on this contraption!
Labels: Family, Photography, vintage