I have a problem. An internal conflict if you will. I think that I am supposed to buy a pair of shoes. The accessory gods are willing it, sending me messages everywhere I go.
I saw them in the Nordstrom catalog in July, instantly fell in love with them, saw the price, and cried myself to sleep. They are Vera Wang and over $500.
So then when I am in Providence, RI one weekend I go to the mall head straight for the Nordstrom and lo and behold it is their Anniversary Sale and the boots are around $300. I saw it as a sign that I was supposed to buy them, but the price tag was still too steep.
Yesterday I was in the new Nordstrom Rack in NYC and the boots were there. In my size. My size was the only one. Fate? They were $199.
I feel like I am being tested. Do I wait to see if they will go down in price anymore? Or does my next paycheck go to them?
Last week I decided to let my hair down. I have been getting headaches (as was expected) from my super tight ballerina buns and I wanted to show off my new color as well.
My boyfriend and I decided to go to Providence for the day and take a mini shopping trip. I assumed I would be in air conditioning the entire time and just put a little Bumble and Bumble in my hair and went on my way.
This was not the case. We thought it would be fun to walk around near Brown and visit the Urban Outfitters and vintage stores in the area, and yes hopefully see the elusive Emma Watson. It is was so humid out I wanted to cry. My hair which looked perfectly lovely in the car turned into a poof. A huge red poof.
By the time we got to the mall it was bad, just bad. I will not complain about the weather or the temperature or if my feet hurt, but I will complain about my hair.
So as I am whining away about how I will have to walk around all day with silly poofy hair and I won’t like anything I try on because of it my boyfriend says something I never could have expected.
“At least now you will look like Grace Coddington!”
I’m not sure if I should be proud that he knows who she is, and sadly used her name in the correct way. Or if I should be insulted…
Either way, I love Grace Coddington, and I really should be honored to spoken in the same sentence with her.