The Mother – a Queen of every household. My mom sure was The Queen and a lot more! She was our friend and confidant, the angel of our home. Today, I think she was named Angela not by mistake, I think there is a correlation between her name and who she was in her life. Her blond hair was like a golden aura around her face, her blue eyes were so transparent, one could see inside of her soul. Some of her friends thought her eyes reflected the bluish-green water of Adriatic sea in Italy, where we lived.
She was a simple person with a big heart and strong believes. She had empathy and was always ready to help others.
In her early life as a young lady she was forced into learning to sew, but she would have preferred to go to school to become a psychologist. She was into people, could understand their problems and always gave her helping hand to resolve some rough situations people could not resolve on their own.
“Put a passion in everything you do and make the best of what you have” she kept telling us. This is what she did when she was forced in that trade, but after a while, she became such an expert in the field of sewing that she turned it into a lifetime business. And boy she was good! Her dress designs were in a high demand. She produced only exclusive, one of kind garment for the élite clientele. She found her inspiration in magazines like Mademoiselle and Simplicity and made those patterns much better. “Simplicity is the key of elegance” she kept saying. I learned that so well, that I made it the motto of my life. Actually, to that I added mine: “When life is simple and easy, God answers”.
WWII was a time of scarcity, but for my mom was a time of increased creativity.
She made original dresses out of scrap fabrics. I remember her telling me stories of improvisation and studying better ways to get the most of everything, food, clothing and all the necessary elements of living.
During the war-time, she was photographed many times in one blue-white polka dots dress, which was turned over many times around. One time she had added a white-collar and white cuffs, the next time she took off the white details and added red buttons and red belt. “Make the best of what’s available to you”.
My mom was good in creating fashionable hats also with scrap of materials. Hats of the ’40s were so elegant and feminine.
She faced a lot of adversities in life that made her a tough human being, but she never complained. She thought that out of every adversity there is always something good to learn and found the way to turn any negative experience into a positive one. I am so grateful for this precious teaching.
Her love for life was exceptional.
In the early part of my career, I became a fashion designer, even though she kept repeating: “The needle is very small, but very heavy. Go to school and learn a profession instead”. I could not help being attracted by her amazing creations. With a few elegant movements and a few folding and draping of fabrics onto mannequins, she would make any piece of cloth come alive into a beautiful dress. I must thank her for my love of colors, fabrics and fashion, all things I took from her and made a successful career for myself. I must thank her for the well decorated home we lived in, simple and functional, but full of people who brought us love. Simplicity is the rule I live by. I must thank her for showing me what really matters the most in life and for teaching how any hardship can be turned into a positive experience.
Today, in my career of interior designer, I do well just because my mom taught me how to be into people, how to listen to their problems and how to resolve them. After 20 years of serving a variegated group of people, I am still having a load of fun.
Long live mamma in our hearts and in the hearts of all the people you touched.
in business since 1990 and loving it!
Copyright © 2010 Valentina Cirasola, All Rights Reserved
Author of the book: ©Come Mia Nonna–A Return to Simplicity
Author of the forthcoming book on the subject of ©RED-A Voyage Into Colors.