Prompt 60

“A piece of clothing you keep just for the memory”

There’s a dress hanging in my closet. Its colours red and gold. The bodice, sleeveless, is of red silk with golden oriental patterns splayed across it. The waist is a simple golden ribbon, sewn on by hand after the fact with clumsy and imperfect stitches of mine, contrasting those done neatly and diligently by my mother. The skirt was a matching red to the bodice, bright and seductive but plain in its lack of pattern. This was my prom dress. A dress inspired by a piece of fabric that my mom had stored away for years. This was what we used for the bodice. It’s a dress I’ll keep forever, for it keeps within it a memory of creation with my mom and the memory of sharing a wonderful night with my friends.

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