I have always liked the term Granny Chic. And how could I not really, after all it is the epitome of thrift. But not only thrift. There seems to be a luxury about it. I hear granny chic and I think of natural fabrics that transcend time. Wool? That sweater may be itchy as hell but when Granny puts a turtleneck under it she can face the coldest of days and knows it. This is tried and true, an old faithful that she would be betraying if she got rid of it. It has been in, it has been out, and it is probably in again, but for Granny it has been in the whole time.
Tim Walker’s book the Granny Alphabet inspired me to write this post. Ode to Granny, because how could we think about Granny and not smile.
There are many types of Grannies out there. We do not want to give a stereotype but to me I could really see this Gran liking a good pair of leather slip on moccasins that I came across from Bremen Blue Vintage.
The sunshiny Grandma, always smiling and baking. There is always so much cheer in her house especially when she’s baking something delicious.
You are the apple of my pie grandma, I can hear her chuckling right now. These cards are assembled by hand with love in Toronto by Lichia.
Sometimes the tres chic can be tres fou. I feel like this Nan is sassy as well as chic and would laugh her ass off at I <3 Kink. Although Crass Stitches claims that these are not your nana’s needlepoint, we will let her be the judge. Shop owner Emily is a self proclaimed Crafty Vixen; who’s turned her filthy mouth into frilly cross stitches for all to enjoy!