A hot pair of shoes solves everything

Last week I was looking through Banana and Jcrew catalogues for style inspirations,  ideas for outfits for my upcoming vacation.  Then over the weekend I looked through the Chicos mailer.  I cut out pictures of some of the outfits, made some notes.  Then I went shopping, I  hit TJ Max, Marshalls and Forever 21, and spent a quarter of what I would have spent in Banana and Jcrew.   

When I got home I thought I’d blog about it.  I would write about my packing OCDs, my outfits of the day, which styles inspired me and my cheaper versions.  It would be perfect!   But of course , my dear Mother who’s staying with us for a couple of months threw out my ripped pages from the magazines while I was at work.  My outfit inspirations…What!  I had a plan, I was going to scan those pictures, take pictures of my outfits and blog about it …my whole blog revolved around this!

In a second I was in 1985 all over again, my mother would come into my room clean it, and literally throw everything out.  Probably her way of teaching me to clean my room…”if it’s on the floor, I’m throwing it out, so you better put it away”.  This would include papers, make up, anything loose that was on the floor, it was history.  Things would just disappear.  Did this make me clean my room…Uhh no.  I never cleaned my room.  What a screwed up cycle, it went on for years. 

My dear Mom she is the sweetest thing, but she throws everything away.  You leave it on the counter and walk away for a couple of hours, when you come back, I assure you it will be gone.   So here I am, in my 40’s with a family of my own, a life of my own, and my own OCDs and idiosyncrasies.  In a second I’m brought back to the insecurities, uncertainty and vulnerabilities of my teen years.     

My Mommy…  what now?  Do I tell her... it’s my house, how dare she throw my stuff away... 

What did I do.  I brought her to Starbucks.  Yes, Starbucks.  You see my parents have been staying with us a couple of months, We’re all going on a family vacation in a few weeks.  Then they’re going back to their place in Portugal.  We probably won’t see them until maybe Christmas.  Sounds sad right?  So after Starbucks I bought her a pair of shoes for our vaca!  Aren’t they hot?

 

 

 

 

 

Yes a pair of Ann Klein shoes solved everything...

 

XO

Teresa