Wednesday, August 24, 2011

The Clumsy Shoe Girl

This is a story of a girl, a shoe store, and the right pair of sandals.

Girl noticed a few days ago that her "pretty" sandals were looking quite grodie and were perhaps ready to be shown to the trash can. Girl thought to herself, "This must mean I need some new sandals!"

Note: Girl lives in Southern California, so this is a valid thought.

Girl ventured to DSW after work today to see what they had on sale. As Girl entered the store, she tried desperately to not be distracted by the beautiful full-priced shoes that smiled their glittery teeth at her. She gave in a little bit and went down every single aisle, just to assure herself that she did not need any of them. She perhaps failed at this, but remembered her purpose, and strode toward the clearance rack.

Note: Girl love shoes. Girl has a weakness for shoes. Girl loves sales. Girl has a weakness for sales. See where this is going?

Girl was temporarily saddened by the fact that she had no shopping buddy to survey in regards to her sandal choices. Girl decided to take pictures of potential sandal mates on her feet and send them to her Hubbs. Her Hubbs was sweet enough to reply promptly with his (sometimes harsh) honest opinion. Girl pushed hard for sparkles and Hubbs pushed hard for not sparkles. Girl kept finding new sandals to try on, so she gave up trying to sit and try them on like a lady. Girl fought the ankle straps and strange contraptions while standing. While girl wobbled and wavered, sweating in the non-airconditioned sale area (I think they make it that way on purpose), Salesman took pity on her. Great pity. It was actually kind of pathetic. Salesman approached sweaty Girl with giant bag and said, "Miss, lots of women prefer to sit down, relax, and try on a few pairs at once. It's easier."

Girl fought the urge to reply, "But I like making this difficult. I prefer to wobble. The danger of falling down keeps me going!" And instead turned red and said, "Thanks!" as she took the bag, a stack of shoe boxes, and sat on the strange velvety seat at the end of the aisle. Salesman was maybe correct. Perhaps it was a bit easier to try on shoes and wrestle with straps while sitting down. So girl went through her stack of shoe boxes...

"This one is too small," she noted. "This one is to bad-ass," she lamented. "This one mixes black and brown!" she cried in fear and frustration. Then girl picked up the last box. "This one has zebra..." she mused. Could it be? Did girl find the glass slipper sandal in the last box she pulled? She removed one sandal from the box. It was sassy. It was cute. It had some sparkle, but not too much. She slipped the sandal on her foot, zipped it, snapped a picture on her iPhone, and sent it to her Hubbs for evaluation.

The reply came back resoundingly positive! Hubbs had texted, "I like." Girl knew this was the pair for her and as she meandered toward the counter she thought of all of the cute outfits this sandal would complete. Ahhhh, shoes...

What? You want to know what they look like? Ok, fine. If you insist. :)

Kitten felt the need to be in the shoebox, so she made it in this picture.
Also, Girl likes how her stripey sandals match her stripey kitten. Unintentional. Promise.



Sunday, August 7, 2011

Remember me? No? Oh, umm...

Hi.



It has been a while.

However, I've been keeping busy with friends, sewing, work, and apartment-y stuff. So don't worry, I didn't fall off the face of the planet. :)

I'm counting the days until I see hubbs again (six, in case you are wondering) and trying to keep my hands busy. I've posted two skirts to my Etsy shop but they don't look nearly as cute on a hanger as they do on a person. I'm hoping they sell, but even if they don't, I've had fun making them and putting my special touch on them. It often astounds me how wrapped up I can get in a project. I love the challenge of taking a pattern and changing it up or trying new techniques. Who would have guessed all those years ago that I would have loved sewing and crafting so much? Well, my mom probably would... :)



Hubbs made fun of me via Twitter about naming my Etsy shop after our kitty, but to be honest... am I supposed to make up a cheesy name for it or use my own name? Heck no. So, ElliePenelope seemed sufficiently fun and quirky, which is what I hope the overall look of my shop will be once I get a few more items in there. I'm hoping to eventually have a consistent photo style, too. Baby steps, right?

Anyhow....

I spent some time with a lovely friend today. I love how I am re-discovering these great female friendships. Even though I miss Hubbs so much, God has really turned this time into a blessing. I don't think I would have spent as much time with my lady friends this summer if it wasn't for Hubbs being out of state. Once he's back, I'm going to continue hanging out with the girls and cultivating those friendships. I think it will also make Hubbs happy to see me getting out more since I'm a bit of a homebody. :)

Well, I should probably get to making some things I bought fabric for this weekend. I've got a sofa pillow to make and (hopefully) a blouse out of a pattern I've drafted myself. If it works, I'll post pictures. Promise.

He's coming home soon!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I'm a bit excited.

Adios.