Arianne writes:
It was a night like any other night... friends getting together to share conversations and most importantly food! The Kitchen has always been the welcoming center for discussions to unfold and develop... but I do believe I was never ready to hear what I was about to hear...
I hear myself saying out loud in a VERY loud volume "You paid how much for a pair of Jeans??"
Now before I am about to share the rest of this story I just want to give warning... because my opinion will change.
Me and my other female witness insist on proof. We want to see the $300 pants in person. $300!!! Hell, I didn't even spend $550 for my wedding dress. And there I was in the middle of the kitchen jumping up and down. I was demanding to see those Jeans. So after 10 minutes and asking if the pants were locked in the safe, we finally see the $300 pants walk down the stairs. The pants, the Italian Designer shoes, the really nice black button down, and several spritz of nice cologne. I see them. Ok, its hard to miss them. The "Lenny Kravitz" Jeans (as so he names them - PG version of course) or better yet (and my personal favorite and properly named) the "CFM" Jeans.
I hear his reasons... and I was still shaking my head... but the odd thing is... its not the view that I saw that still lingers in my mind... it was what he said...
And now (after a day to think about it) I start to see and understand... because Yes, they do make him look HOT! (He is going to kill me for saying this... But what is interesting is that the fruggle girl that I am, after several hours of mental debating, I understand why one would pay that much to feel good about oneself.
Its nice to hear a word (from the opposite sex) describing you as something other than "Cute"... mine was being called "Sassy"... I was a senior in college and the feeling that I felt that day as I walked backstage in with my new Hair cut, Black pants, black top, and "MY CFM" boots was uplifting. I felt like I could take on the world... I felt like I was eye catching enough for others to notice.
So now as I reflect on the $300 pants... I say we should all have something that was WAY TOOOO MUCH to buy... we should just bite the bullet and get it. Because in the end the compliments you receive will be worth more to your self-esteem than to your check book.
So now I am going to make a vow to myself to Love myself and get myself away from the SALE rack and get myself some Kick Butt Clothes... ROFL....
It was a night like any other night... friends getting together to share conversations and most importantly food! The Kitchen has always been the welcoming center for discussions to unfold and develop... but I do believe I was never ready to hear what I was about to hear...
I hear myself saying out loud in a VERY loud volume "You paid how much for a pair of Jeans??"
Now before I am about to share the rest of this story I just want to give warning... because my opinion will change.
Me and my other female witness insist on proof. We want to see the $300 pants in person. $300!!! Hell, I didn't even spend $550 for my wedding dress. And there I was in the middle of the kitchen jumping up and down. I was demanding to see those Jeans. So after 10 minutes and asking if the pants were locked in the safe, we finally see the $300 pants walk down the stairs. The pants, the Italian Designer shoes, the really nice black button down, and several spritz of nice cologne. I see them. Ok, its hard to miss them. The "Lenny Kravitz" Jeans (as so he names them - PG version of course) or better yet (and my personal favorite and properly named) the "CFM" Jeans.
I hear his reasons... and I was still shaking my head... but the odd thing is... its not the view that I saw that still lingers in my mind... it was what he said...
And now (after a day to think about it) I start to see and understand... because Yes, they do make him look HOT! (He is going to kill me for saying this... But what is interesting is that the fruggle girl that I am, after several hours of mental debating, I understand why one would pay that much to feel good about oneself.
Its nice to hear a word (from the opposite sex) describing you as something other than "Cute"... mine was being called "Sassy"... I was a senior in college and the feeling that I felt that day as I walked backstage in with my new Hair cut, Black pants, black top, and "MY CFM" boots was uplifting. I felt like I could take on the world... I felt like I was eye catching enough for others to notice.
So now as I reflect on the $300 pants... I say we should all have something that was WAY TOOOO MUCH to buy... we should just bite the bullet and get it. Because in the end the compliments you receive will be worth more to your self-esteem than to your check book.
So now I am going to make a vow to myself to Love myself and get myself away from the SALE rack and get myself some Kick Butt Clothes... ROFL....
