Our mother-daughter shopping adventure began miraculously. We landed at a bridal salon called “The Perfect Dress.” When mom described what she envisioned wearing to her granddaughter’s wedding, the lovely lady assisting us nodded with recognition.
This was a good sign.
She pulled out a gorgeous, flow-y, chiffon dream of an outfit. It was simply stunning and mom looked just amazing in it.
The look of joy on Mom’s face made me say, “Ole Jed’s a millionaire! We hit the jackpot on the very first try!” I began snapping photos and texting my sister with the good news.
Surely, I lived a charmed life.
Until they brought out the color swatches and her hoped-for shade wasn’t available. And to order this perfect outfit would mean biting our fingernails to see if it could be delivered in time; equally unsure that it would not require alterations.
The potential angst led us to decide that with all of the yet un-tried shops in Sarasota, there had to be something on a rack somewhere that fit the bill perfectly.
Let me just say that the sheer fact that mom and I didn’t off each other in the process of driving hundreds of miles, sampling dozens of outfits and speaking to scores of retailers is a minor miracle. We did Sarasota, Venice, Fisherman’s Village, Bradenton, University Park.
A tipping point was when one not-so-helpful clerk said, “Gees…if you couldn’t find anything in Sarasota, you’ll NEVER find anything.”
The frustration built to a crescendo until a moment of…CLARITY.
Wait a minute! Why don’t we go back to that very FIRST shop and see if we can pull that magical outfit right off of the rack and take it with us?
(By now, the color was inconsequential. Nothing else made her feel as wonderful as outfit #1.)
True, there were no guarantees that the store would allow us to buy a sample . But I was willing to slit my wrists, hand over my American Express, kneel and plead to take that @#$%# outfit out of the store.
We left, outfit in hand.
But the point of the story is that sometimes it takes TIME to have your “aha” moment.
Wouldn’t it be great to just wake up in the morning and know EXACTLY what you needed to do, what to say yes and no to and how to navigate the day?
I’m still waiting for my script to show up.
This wedding reception outfit story is simply meant to encourage you NOT to give up.
At some point, you’ll know. And when you know, you can DO.
There are far more important decisions in life than what to wear. Along those lines, here are my parting thoughts on CLARITY as well as the new Word of the Week (which you’re gonna LOVE!!!):
Oh yes, friends. I am celebrating a successful trip with mom and that a gorgeous outfit is going home with her today.
I’m also looking forward to celebrating every little thing this week.
Won’t you join me?