This is how my brain works: as soon as I can't have something, I want it. As soon as I can have it as much as I want, I'm not interested. As soon as someone's birthday week is over, I suddenly come up with a really relevant post to the song Love Lies Bleeding (She Was a Wicked Wiley Waitress). Well, maybe not that song title, but you get the idea.
Back in June, I was a bright eyed bushy tailed kid counting down the days until July. July meant vacation in Mexico. July meant my family in town. July meant meeting Brian May.
Well, folks, July is over. It's August now and there are no redeeming qualities about August. (Seriously, when my boss called to hire me for my current job four years ago, her pitch was, "We get at least one paid holiday every month...except August." I knew from that point on that I had some major score to settle with the stupid eighth month of the year.)
The good news about August is that I can finally wear whatever I want again. As much as I enjoyed the 18 for 18 remixing challenge, doing it for consecutive days was tough. Maybe next time around I'll do the 30 for 30 challenge, but allow myself a few off days during the process.
August also means that the semi-enforced shopping ban is lifted so I celebrated yesterday by shopping with a fellow princess. This fellow princess happens to be mom to two adorable "mini-princesses" and one of them joined us for the afternoon.
Now, please sit back and relax as I take you on a journey through my childhood.
Shoney's. My parents used to take my sister and I to Shoney's probably two or three times a month. At the front of the local Shoney's was a glass display case and in that display case was a Shoney Bear which was available for purchase for the low low price of $5.99. Now, I probably asked my parents a few times for a Shoney Bear, but I never got one and as a result this silly little stuffed animal because the stuff of legends and a point of contention in my family.
I recount frequently how my dad would agree to buy me a Shoney Bear only to have it ripped out of my hands by my mom. Hm or was it that my mom agreed to buy it for me, but then my dad decided that $5.99 was too expensive. In any event, I never got a Shoney Bear and it upsets me to this day.
When I moved to New England for law school in 2003, I became aware of Build-A-Bear Workshop, a store where children can (shocker ahead) build their own bear. It seemed every time I went to the local mall, I'd see kids walking around with these big cardboard houses that their bears lived in. Seriously - every single kid at the mall every single time I went had gone to Build-A-Bear Workshop. I remarked that since my parents had never gotten me a Shoney Bear, they probably wouldn't have taken me to Build-A-Bear Workshop either (See how that logic works? It's ironclad!)
For the last seven years, I've shuffled past Build-A-Bear wanting to go inside, but knowing that without a child, I'd look pretty goofy. But yesterday, yesterday I was shopping with a child!
Honestly, I'm not even sure who steered us into the store. It quite possibly was me. But once we were in there, we were building a bear! It was really happening! What excitement! I got out my iPhone and informed my fellow princess that I would be documenting the occasion for
|Here, is the Build-A-Bear technician (no idea if that's what they are called but it sounds so official, doesn't it?) filling the panda bear with stuffing.|
|Here is my mini-princess friend putting the heart into her panda bear.|
And here she is posing with the finished product, Tolee Buzz Lightyear Kung Fu (she picked out the name herself!)
Perhaps August won't be a total bust after all! I also managed to score a totally adorable Circle the Globe-esque skirt from Ann Taylor Loft for $15 during our shopping voyage!
Pop of Posies Halter, Anthropologie
Chiffon Trim Cardigan, Ann Taylor Loft
Skirt, Ann Taylor Loft
Shoes, Me Too Precious (which sadly will have to be returned because two gems broke off today! I checked Nordie's website and it looks like this is an ongoing problem because it was removed due to not meeting quality standards!)
Necklace, Joseph Esposito for QVC (available here)
I also got a new bead for my Pandora bracelet. I really wanted to commemorate meeting Dr. May, but unfortunately there are no fox beads...or camera beads...and the only crown bead is 14K solid gold and costs $715. Finally, I found this clip which kind of looks like musical notes. Since I needed a clip anyway and a new line of beads is released in October, I figured I'd get the clip and try again in October. Of course, on my run this morning it occurred to me that I should get a "special red" bead in honor of the Red Special. Duh! Well at least I'll have an idea if the October releases don't include a fox bead!
Today I have a meeting to which I am not looking forward. I'll likely be reciting "serenity now" a la Frank Costanza for most of the day. And like Frank Costanza, I'll probably be yelling it!
I hope every else has a Happy Monday!