Photos thanks to Sarah Hubbell of Water Water Everywhere
Last week I, and hundreds of other bloggers, decended upon New Orleans for the mom2summit 2011. I was unbelievably honored to be a part of a speakers panel that included Susan, Cat and Allison – some of my favorite people and bloggers on the planet.
Want to know what we talked about? There is a summary over at the mom2summit site.
There are two things you worry about when you are a speaker: (1) Do I have anything to say?! and (2) What am I going to WEAR?!
Don’t judge. You’d do it, too.
Several weeks prior I had decided to frequent a TJ Maxx in the Galleria area of Houston. This particular TJ Maxx regularly gets the better designer lines as part of their clothing and accessory inventory and, well, I had some time to kill one day. I had no idea I would stumble upon THE DRESS.
Fresh and vibrant, this silk Escada shirt dress with French cuffs was a FIND. I have to tell you, I couldn’t believe it was there. I wouldn’t usually discuss pricing, but you have to know about this – the dress was originally $1,899.00. I bought it for $149. NOT KIDDING. I must have spent 15 minutes in the dressing room inspecting seams and looking for rips, tears and stains because I could not believe my LUCK. I did find a broken button on the front and that cost all of $2.00 to fix at my local craft store.
While I’m not always a floral print girl, I am almost always a blue and green girl and this season I cannot get enough of this color combination. I paired it with a J. Crew webbing with laced leather buckled belt to cinch the waist and a pair of strappy Bandolino heels I found at TJ Maxx a year ago.
I have a soft spot in my heart for Escada. It is a favorite designer of my grandmother, the woman who introduced me to the finer things in life and cultivated an appreciation of graciousness and style in me. For years she attempted to give me Escada pieces from her collection, but we were radically different sizes or the piece was a bit too “old” for me at that age.
On a trip to New York we visited their boutique where she found a magnificent, swingy black coat and I watched her admire and consider it in the mirror for what seemed like an hour. It’s an odd memory to have, but it occurred to me it was also the first time we had REALLY shopped together. She left that beautifully crafted coat on their racks that she admittedly regretted that decision for years after that.
So now I have a piece of my own – and it’s a dress she would love. And this piece will be a favorite part of my collection for years to come because the silk fibers now weave together memories of her and my time spent with a great group of women where I had something to say.