This past weekend was Mother's Day, but my Love was celebrating me for days before. I received a gorgeous bouquet of flowers that had me marveling, as flowers always do, at the breathtaking creativity of our Creator. The next day I was given an adorable bag with Clinique essentials for keeping my complexion looking its loveliest. Almost 30 years ago, I remember being at a Mary Kay party and being told that for every night you did not wash your face before bed, you added a week's worth of aging to your skin. I've always wished I could do a side-by-side face comparison on myself to test this assertion - however, being as I only have one face to work with I have erred on the side of caution.
Two nights before Mother's Day, before I headed for bed my darling gave me a gift card to Coldwater Creek with instructions that I should go shopping and come back with some new and much-needed duds. I am grateful for such practical and sweet gifts, and Coldwater Creek is one of those rare places where I find they make clothes that fit me - women, you know this challenge....
The thing is, besides the obvious physical challenges that face most of us trying on clothes, I have another very real difficulty in spending on myself. I am cheap. My Decent Prices for Clothing Meter is stuck in the sales racks of the early 1980's. A shirt should cost no more than $18, pants no more than $28. Shoes should always be quality, but gotten at a steal. This presents two challenges. One, I no longer have the freedom to scour sales like I used to do; and two, the prices have pretty much tripled since then (or more!)
I love the casual, classic softness of Anthropologie, Boden, and J. Jill. I would have a closet overflowing with their outfits if money were no object. The fact is - it is - and I cannot usually afford even their sale items.
I hold to this belief: I seriously do not believe people should pay that much for clothes. I mean, this adorable little casual number our model is wearing will run you over $300 for purse, sandals, leggings, and tunic. Yowza...... oh, how I wish it were hanging in my closet. It's me.....
Snap out of it!
Update: Veni, vidi, vici
Translation for those of you rusty on your Ceasar: I came, I saw, I conquered.
As it turned out, there was a 35% off sale at Coldwater Creek, plus they had a buy 2 get 1 free sale on cropped pants. I walked out with four pair of crops for under $120. Pretty darn close to my 1980's standards!
Bravo! Quanto Bellisimo!