As a child I looked up to our mum’s innate sense of style.
Now that she is gone, I still look back and am ever blown away at her natural sassiness.
I loved the way that she wore a headscarf.
I tried to replicate her memory.
Mumma didn’t have any magazines to look up latest looks. No internet to try to stay a la mode. It just ran through her veins and her being. It was effortless.
Photos by Pon
Silk scarf from Liberty.