Last Friday, Tyler had a hair appointment. The salon he goes to is in the nicest mall in our area, Tysons 2. (For reference, where I live has probably a dozen malls within a one hour drive. We like our malls). He ended up being a little early for his appointment, and texted asking if I needed anything.
Knowing that there was a Tory Burch store in that mall, I responded that I needed a pair of Revas, size 7, black and gold. His immediate reply? “Yeah, right.” Which I fully expected.
That night, he got home, and I came downstairs, and there was a Tory Burch bag on the kitchen table. That pattern is unmistakable, and I about died. I’ve been dating Tyler since 2000 – that is a long ass time, and he’s not one for surprises – although perhaps part of that is my fault, since I hate surprises. But shoes? Dang, I will always accept surprises in the form of shoes!
Marriage is an incredible thing, and I’m so blessed that this man keeps me guessing every day. It was an indulgence I’m not sure I deserved, and I love that he thinks I did.
This outfit was worn to the mall with Guinevere on Saturday. She’s been so sick lately (they suspected a UTI so I had the pleasure of potty training my 1 year old to obtain a urine sample) but it turned out to be a raging ear infection. Inside the tubes that she just had surgery for. *facepalm* So I had the pleasure of straddling my screaming child on a hospital bed while they did some crazy vacuum procedure to get the pus and funk out of her ear. Shockingly, it didn’t work, so we go back this week to do the same thing again. Good times.
Since we’ve been so house bound and cabin fever crazy, she and I headed to the local mall for some girl time. She rode the merry-go-round about 20 times, and we sat and ate Auntie Anne’s pretzels and people watched, while she actually attracted people to watch us – singing and dancing in the aisle. That kid is such a ham, and I freaking love it.
I actually hadn’t thought this outfit to be particularly remarkable, but I was stopped three times to find out where I bought my jacket, so hey, why not share the wealth. I fell in love with camo jackets when Zara had their studded version out, but never pulled the trigger. Now? Obsessed. I just ordered some studs on Amazon, so I’m hoping they get here soon so I can jazz this sucker up.
Every time I wear these shoes, I think of him. And how much I love him. And how amazing the leather smells. And how weird I am for sleeping in them the night he gave them to me. Issues…