Fio is fascinated by the pendulum swings of fashion. During her lifetime, hemlines have been way up high and way down low a couple of times. Waistlines also seem to move a lot, from the hips up to empire and back again. Even underwear changes: bras have gone from sturdy to flimsy, from nothing to those stupid coconut husk things on display now in the stores. And panties--don't get me started, except that we'll all probably be in bloomers soon.
In a way, I guess it's reassuring. There is nothing new under the sun, and Fio has a couple of things in the back of her closet she'd like to wear again--that is, if Daughter, her fashion arbiter, approves.