Nearly everyday for 20 years my mother walked in the doors of Gary’s (fifteen minutes early of course) and sold beautiful clothing and accessories to the men and women of Bellingham. She would happily dress those who were not quite as fashionably savvy as she was and she took so much joy seeing how her clients faces would change as they slipped into something that made them feel beautiful. My mother would purposefully see an item and have a specific person in mind. She made many lifelong friendships in her position and already is greatly missed as last month she closed that chapter of her life and is excitedly awaiting to see what life has planned for her now.
She is such a talent with an eye for beauty that is unlike anything I have seen. Through the midst of rubble and what others would consider “junk” she sees class, beauty and an opportunity. Her life is filled with beautiful objects that were once nothing but a dusty or slightly damaged oversight. Through these things she is reborn and alive. Seeing her creator in the everyday beauty, it is her form of worship and her joy in life to share and inspire those around her to do the same.
As a tribute to my mother I created this Handbag cake for her final day at Garys’. The interior was a dense and moist dark chocolate cake brushed with apricot marmalade and layered in between chocolate buttercream.