So two posts today! Again!
Last night I was browsing the internet and as I mentioned I am in LOVE with the Isle Of You boutique in my little town. They NEVER have sales *cry* and I mean never, I almost died the day I saw they were selling Ugg Boots for 30% off. So when I viewed their Facebook page last night and saw *GASP* they were having a ONE DAY ONLY, ONCE A YEAR, ONCE A FUCKING LIFETIME. Sale. I almost died, I think I fell out of my chair, maybe I’m actually dead and this is some weird dream my mind made up in the afterlife???
The other reason I almost died? I spent all my money, I had not a dime. Death.
So, I told my husband, I begged, he said “no” there was swearing involved, tears, sadness…
But I called the store anyway, I HAD to know. I needed a the jeans I had seen on the clearance rack. A beautiful pair of Lucky Brand Jeans that fit me like a glove. Beautiful, originally $119 jeans that I Just-Couldn’t-JUSTIFY. Marched down to $91… that I still couldn’t bare to do, and it’s been haunting me since that day. So I dialed, I called. The sale was only for 3 hours, 9-midnight, so strange, yet so right.
A sales girl answered, happy, cheerful, I could hear women screaming and laughing behind her, I was dying inside.
Girl: “Isle Of You?”
Me: “Hi, yes, are you offering additional off your clearance tonight?”
Girl: “Everything on the clearance rack is $20 tonight”
Twenty Dollars… TWENTY-MOTHER-FUCKING-DOLLARS. It’s worth the curse words, worth every obscenity. This clearance rack is full of 7 Jeans, Packed with Free People, Bursting with Lucky… for $20 a piece. I looked to my husband, and mouthed the words “$20.” He sighed, called the bank, and transferred $100 into his checking. Gave me the debit card with a look in his eye, begging “Please, don’t spend $100.”
I ran out of the house. Booked it down the street, weaving in and out of women all heading to the Isle. I dove into the rack outside the store… but there were no jeans… ARGH!!!??!
I asked the girl and she directed me to the table, where neatly folded rows of jeans stared at me $25 each, $5 more than I was quoted, but I couldn’t even. I’m basic.
I dug through the piles… the jeans weren’t there… so I grabbed all the others in size 32, the highest size the store carried and rushed to a fitting room… only to be broken hearted when I realized they were all “Super Skinny” Style. I am not “super skinny” in any form of the word, I never will be, I have calves the size of my head. I couldn’t get the jeans passed my knee. I sulked out of the dressing room. Defeated. I went back to the table and put my jeans away, because I’m a retail bitch, I know what’s up. The store was full of women, grabbing things off the rack and I had missed my chance. The store owner stepped to my side, beautiful lady she is, all style and flair, I want to look like her when I’m older. She asks if she can help me. I tell her of my sadness, that I loved these jeans, but they were gone, I had missed my chance. She steps closer, pulls the top pair off the pile, and hands them to me. I look down… it’s the jeans. My jeans… right in front of me. She smiles, I hug my pants. I got Lucky with Lucky’s.
Express Top: $49.90 (BOGO 19.90 right now!)
Fioni Heels: $34.99 at Payless
Lucky Jeans: I paid $25 you can find them here for $69.30
I love them, I’m so freaking happy! $25 how the Hell can you beat that??
So while I’m been walking around in my happy cloud, I got MORE joy in the mail!
My son Henry has been having a LOT of trouble sleeping lately, and I mean a LOT. He wakes up screaming every night at 12:30ish and won’t sleep again until 6 a.m., then is back up at 7:30, it’s messing me up. Lately I’ve taken to sleeping in hsi crib with him, on in an armchair in his room. So I thought, perhaps some nice, calming light in his room would help him stay settled? It couldn’t hurt right? And I didn’t want to go with a conventional night light, I’m afraid he will pull it out of his wall. Plus if I am going to spend the money, it might as well be for something I love, in case my thought on the light helping him was dead wrong. I hate to waste money. So I settled on a salt lamp.
My son loves it so far, besides trying to eat it, he loves the light haha. It’s beautiful and VERY heavy. The salt is flaking off a little, but I expected that with the rough cut one. I would have loved to order the smooth, ball shaped lamp, but I have a feeling my son would have been kept up all night pointing at it yelling “bwall!!!”
That’s all for today