Sep
Sunday was such a surprising day ! .. It started off with a shower and soy latte (duh) and then off to a bridal shower honoring my friend Beth. I live in a pretty tight knit part of Houston called Montrose- (aka The Bubble) . The Bridal shower was fun because it was a bunch of ladies that I have known for years and normally we only see each other at the neighborhood watering hole… But on a Sunday morning all gussied up, we saw a different side of one another and it was really nice.
After a few gallons of champagne and orange juice later (actually not for me- as I am on the antibiotics.. ugh) Two ladies that I have known for years decided that we should go thrift store shopping together! YAY! My favorite activity now combined with friends!
Normally the thrift is my escape- from the to do lists sitting around the house- from the boyfriend, from the pesky kitties, from the chores, from the phone (I normally turn it off). I zone out in a thrift store and let my eyes and arms become fashion honing devices! (and sometimes I sing along OUTLOUD in public to the oldies station that plays ubiquitously at every store..)
But Sunday was special! Mai, Lauren & I got stoopid and acted like 6th graders trying on clothes and snappin’ pics!
Embarrassing but true: here’s how we got into TROUBLE.
So what exactly did we buy? Ummm. I got a beret and two fun fall dresses- destined to be washed and hemmed immediately! Mai and Lauren were both on the hunt for leather vests and they both found PERFECT black leather vests. Lauren decided that the hand knit turban was worthy of her upcoming relocation to New York and Mai decided that the cop hat was integral for her Halloween outfit.The Smokey the Bear hat had to come home too, and was immediately gifted to Robin who missed out on the trip by graciously taking her hungover birthday girl coworker’s happy hour shift. She loved it!
An unexpected, silly and hilarious thrifting day! Laughing that hard for so long was so good for the spirit! I love staying young and silly! I don’t want to grow up. Oh yeah, and I renamed Value Village – Vagina Village. I have no idea why. But henceforth…. ya know.
































