Maybe I’m just getting older, but this sort of thing is in the sweet spot of my aesthetic right now.
Also, when I was little and would gaze into my mother’s Nanci Griffith album covers, I’d think, “shoot me if I ever look like this.” Goodness knows why, save that I usually felt that way about any photograph of anyone over 30. Now I want her brooch so much that I am considering spending my life savings to pay some 16-year-old to invent an iPhone app that enables one to reach into YouTube videos.
ELDERBLOGGIN’. Here it comes.