Monday night I met up with the Mom and Bride and we came to the conclusion that it wasn't going to work out. The daughter really wants a "Hollywood Glamour" look to her reception - lace, pearls, crystal, etc. I think the Mom hard vintage and just thought that meant old stuff. Even after I told them that I didn't have any of that stuff, the Mom still wanted me to decorate and coordinate the reception. Which is funny because just because I have an interesting booth doesn't mean I could set up an entire Wedding. I actually think I could do it, but for her to think it is sort of funny. So, I will just take it all as a big compliment and move on. I really have a lot going on with my usual stuff, the booth, junking, working at the Flea, getting The Bean his license and starting to study for his GED. So, my Wedding Planning career came to a fast start and an abrupt end. (I'd still like to set up a big party with all my JUNK!)
Today I had donations to drop off at Goodwill, so I ran in super quick. I din't really find anything, but on the way to the door I spotted a bit of gingham hanging on the rack. It was a pristine hot pink gingham apron with Chicken Scratch on the pocket.
Just like my collection of rainbow aprons.
After I paid for it and I was holding it up to admire it, The Bean asked me if that was the West Coast Choppers emblem on the pocket.
He was kidding, of course.
But, I'm not sure I can ever look at my aprons in the same light again!