So I just read the comments for the photo session giveaway with Bonnie and I have been laughing myself silly over THE SHOES.
There is one person reading this blog for whom those pink heels will look eerily familiar. That person is my neighbor's twenty-year-old daughter Brianna, who is away at college. The pink heels are HER shoes and I took them out of her bedroom closet!!!
My formal apology:
Dearest Brianna,
This is as good of time as any to let you know that the minute that you and your sister leave for school after any given holiday or break, your mom calls me up and together we rummage through your rooms and pilfer any item of clothing that you have left behind and that we can squeeze ourselves into. For future reference, don't believe us when we tell you that your new shirt is unflattering or that we think that your knee-high boots say 'exotic dancer.' Take comfort in the fact that we lower your self-esteem for purely selfish reasons; namely, we want your stuff. Instead of getting angry and texting us ugly messages that include the phrases "invasion of privacy" and "thou shalt not steal," think of us as adoring and covetous sisters, preferably younger ones without frown lines and coupon organizers.
Love,
Your Awesome Neighbor
May 14, 2009
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really lucky you are not my nieghbor! ;)
i cannot deny that those shoes are AWESOME...i am keeping my eyes out for the perfect hot pink shoes--maybe i will pay a little more attention to my neighbors' and their offspring's shoes :)
Can I come pilfer? That sounds so fuN!!
You know what they say....
"If the shoe fits!" ROFL
My daughter is pregnant. She will soon be coming to pilfer in my closet. She'll need larger shoes and again, she'll be in my closet.
Just remember...
Thou shalt not covet thy neighbors shoes.
Hey, I think you have my coupon organizer. Give it back and the coupons in it too! LOL I need that to do my job blogging.
BTW, my daughter loves pretty pink things. Hang on tightly to those shoes.
Ginger
You are awesome. I don't even know what else to say.
I check your blog every morning for new posts. And midmorning. And afternoon...does this mean my life needs a little more thann kids and dogs?? I was in need of a good laugh...thanks for the great stories!
Now that my daughter is beginning to approach my height, she's begun borrowing my jackets and sweaters. At age 9 she thinks this is great, but I'm dreading the day when she looks in my closet and turns her nose up at my Old Lady clothes. I pray this won't happen; I pray that she'll want to borrow my clothes because they're so cool.
Not that I'll let her...
I will admit, I was so jealous of those shoes. I even told my hubby I had to get a cute pair of shoes in case we win the shoot. He laughed because I never wear heels anymore, I can't chase two two-year olds in them, and I couldn't balance two car seats in them, so I gave them up. But I would so wear those shoes, I covet them.
word verification: ochie
That's what my feet say now when I wear heels.
I just read a few of your posts... I've been out of it all week and had a colonoscopy while enjoying my endo at the same time! I am sure that only YOU would be able to top that! I noticed on the picture of the baby shower cake that you have dr brown bottles and special formula in the background. MY HEART GOES OUT TO YOU! I have dr brown bottles and special formula and a million different medications for my baby guy too. I am really inspired by you. Thank you!
Lynsie
Just when I really needed to laugh! Probably one of my favorite posts ever!
I just love your blog and the pink heels!! My oldest daughter has learned to read and will yell to the rest of the bunch, "no, no, mommy's on the website that teaches her to be a mean mommy" when she sees the title.
Reading this post was the best way to start my day--completely laughing! Love it!
I have a feeling that now your neighbors daughter won't be leaving any clothes at home the next time she goes back to school.
Thank you for my morning laugh!
I love your neighbor - I need one like that too.
hahahahahah!!! i loved the shoes, btw :-)
Isn't it great to be able to borrow stuff. My daughter is the same size shoe and I borrow hers often. Well that is if I can find them under all the stuff on the floor of her room.
I have to agree with the others. You are FUNNY!
LOL - too funny! I am doing the same thing to my daughter's closet. I've lost 60 pounds in the past year and can now wear things in her closet - totally a first! I casually walk by with the comment "you like these pants" and then saunter away to put them on. She can't even complain because she knows she used to help herself to things from my closet.
Sure feels good...
I once told my daughter that her chocolate ice cream would taste disgusting.
It didn't work.
I think that is a great idea!!!
Very inventive.......and much cheaper than a Mall trip.
awesome! LOL.
now i'm curious if you've been wearing my shirts...
It's funny enough that their mother raids their closet but that she brings you in on it..it's a downright caper!
I'm not overly coveting since I came home tonight with some excellent high heeled black patent leather friends.
Deb
Sadly, I don't get to wear much of their stuff, as I don't fit in Bri's shoes and Cait took the really good ones to school with her. However, she has no problem borrowing mine! I have a pair of shoes that have gone to three formals without me. Tis sad when my shoes have a better social life than me!
(Tis also sad that your feet aren't a wee bit smaller, you'd look completely awesome in the pink silk wedges I just bought!)
You better hope the neighbor that invites you over will corroborate your story. Because otherwise, you are just a thief!! :) Keep her on your good side so she won't play dumb!
Great story. You make me laugh.
So funny.
But now I'm wondering if my neighbor has been going through my stuff. I'm missing a few things. Oh wait. I think they're still in the laundry room. Oops.
That was the best part of college. Six girls in an apartment meant my wardrobe expanded five times. It was beautiful.
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