since my lola passed away a few days ago, my mother has taken out a lot of old photos of her that i'd never seen before. it's sort of sad, in a way, because i wish i could have looked at these together with my grandma and heard her stories behind them. at the same time, i'm happy to see them at all. and, one observation that seemed to be a trend throughout these photos is that my grandma and her sister have great taste in clothes. i can't get over how beautiful they are in their dresses.