This is another post in the series examining the roots of my sense of style, and the effect my very stylish mother had on me.
This time I chose some old pictures from the very late 70's-early 80's, which show a rarely seen, uncharacteristically flamboyant side of my usually very modest mother.
It was this old picture of me, on the right, that made me realise how much her sense of style has influenced mine in this respect. I've always liked bright colours, but I think they look best and very classy when worn with something more neutral that doesn't compete for attention.
How do you wear bright colours?