Who Dat Girl
November 13, 2012 § 5 Comments
The best shopping is free 99, and ma mere has a closet full of deals. Last visit home, she was out of town so I had no one to monitor my shopping experience. Just as I was opening the antique chest to look for a few silk scarves, my phone rang. (Mom) scrolling across the screen. “Hey, what’s up?” “Before you even start, get out and close the door.” Caught. From Texas no less.
The Saints game against the Falcons required the Hail Mary of jackets. Enter from stage left this gem. Once belonging to mom, I found it hanging in one of her overflow closets for fashionable gems of times past. Discovering Hail Mary was like discovering someone had been sitting on a goldmine but foolishly had no clue.
Always on a mission to set herself apart from the pack, the Buckhead Betty top dog pecking order, and three girls to raise, mom ordered all her clothes from catalogs like I. Magnin, Bloomingdales, and J. Peterman’s (Pre-internet shopping and HSN). All the while, she gravitated towards items she knew the other ladies would not dare wear unless their friends did. Funny how quickly styles changed and Suburbans started popping up everywhere in the carpool line 😉