*Finds out J.Crew Mercantile is available on Amazon.
*Races John to the credit cards before he can run them through his shredder.
*Laughs evilly at the look on John’s face when he realizes I’ve got those bad boys memorized.
It’s always been high-quality, but remember when J.Crew used to be a bit more, ahem, AFFORDABLE? And you know how now, when you browse the J.Crew website, the prices hurt your feelings? (Not to mention your bank account?)
Today our marriage is a fourteen year old. So we’re gonna talk about John y’all. And not ONLY to say something outlandish to see if actually reads the blog. Although that will be an added bonus. Muahahaha.
See, today, we’ve been married for FOURTEEN years. I know what you’re thinking, and the answer is YES. Yes, I WAS a child bride. I met John the very day I moved to Atlanta for my first job out of college. What followed was a quick breakup with my current boyfriend, because I knew SOMETHING about John was different. And even though I couldn’t remember his first name after our last meeting (I just referred to him as “the hot guy from that thing”), I knew I’d see him again, and I KNEW he was special.
I’m asked all the time about my favorite shoe brand. In fact, it’s probably one of the top questions I get, and don’t y’all know that’s like asking me to pick my favorite child?
(Just kidding, it’s not that hard. Basically, I consider which one is making me look the best, and causing the least amount of pain. Exactly the criteria for picking my favorite child. Har de har har, #sofunnytodaysherri)
Believe me, if anyone can get stuck in a “I only shop at these 3 places” rut, it’s ME. (Hi Nordstrom! Hi Anthropologie! Call me!)
Sometimes though, I like to look for style in places that AREN’T my go-tos. That interesting store in the little town on your road trip. The girls section in your favorite department store. (I mean, you WILL have to size up. Like, a LOT. And even then, you may or may not look like a stuffed sausage in that tween’s jacket you picked out. And by you, I mean ME.)
(You may also embarrass your daughter by wearing the same outfit she has on. #whoops #sorrynotsorry)
If y'all have read here for any amount of time, or you know me IRL, then you know backpacks are my jam. And that I wear them constantly. Because it's clearly so fashion-y to wear the same bag every day, with no regard for whether it matches or compliments my outfit at all.