The cover of this issue of Collette and what’s on the inside of her pages share a theme: mothers and daughters. With the approaching Mother’s Day odes to our maternal figures, we’d like to examine that classic love-hate relationship that could only exist between mothers and daughters. It’s an inevitable truth that’s plastered onto our foreheads from birth, but somehow takes us years and years of therapy to figure out: we are our mother’s daughter. Her quirks and oddities, her bad habits that drive us insane and her charming behavior that makes her a steel magnolia are all impressed upon us: it’s an imprint that we are sure to put on our daughters, as well.
