In her own FASHION

Do clothes really maketh the woman? Deborah examines her own internalised misogyny while packing up her late mother’s wardrobe

by Deborah Hill Cone

After my mother died, my sister and I had the job of clearing out her wardrobe. It was sad. And not just because we were missing our mum. Her clothes made me sad in a way that was hard to explain. Surely she’d had some memorable outfits? I looked for a purple suede jacket of hers from the 1970s. It had glue stuck on its wide lapel – residue from a “Hello, my name is…” sticker at a feminist conference – probably one where Marilyn Waring spoke. I also had a vivid image of a gypsy maxi dress with African beading. Once she had liked dungarees, hand-tooled leather boots, op shops and beads from Trade Aid. Or maybe I had just imagined that from my childhood highlights reel like a…

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