note: I meant to write this on Saturday afternoon, but the more I pondered what to say, I felt this post to be a hybrid, better suited for today
I spent a good portion of Saturday morning at the bar…the beauty bar, that is. I attended the Spring New and Now Event at one of our local Bon-Ton stores—the Brookfield Boston Store. I have been frequenting these Spring and Fall events with my mom and my sister and sister-in-law for a number of years. We always have a great time! $10.00 each gets us coupons, a $10.00 gift card, sales galore, a fashion show, a breakfast and coffee bar, and free make-overs. A Girls Day delight, for sure! The only downside to this is that the breakfast, coffee and fashion show happens prior to the store opening for Saturday business, so it is rather early.
A word about this Spring’s fashion show—meh! A lot of boho styles, which I personally enjoy, but that said, not a lot really suited to my life events. There were a few worthy outfits. I do love that the show features one or two “normal size” models, especially as I live in a part of the country that does not seem to grow size 00 and 000 women.
The best part for me—besides hanging with the family—was the Bobbi Brown makeover.
[segue from feathering to ruminating…]
I am not a patron of taverns. Never liked them. I find them disgusting with oglers and leerers, folks who over imbibe and reek of tobacco and booze. It’s just not my kind of place to hang.
I do, however, enjoy a good coffee shop. Actually, I think our java cafes—minus those that are overly plugged in hot spots—resemble the local taverns in Europe. [Or so I have heard this anecdotally.]
I also enjoy a great beauty bar experience. A couple of times a year. I treat myself to a makeover. They are free and offer the opportunity to experiment with new products. I also really appreciate when a clinician is not hesitant to offer her opinion and vision for my look. Too often I get the super conservative treatment of style when I divulge that I serve in ministry. Other times, however, this revelation provides a deeper experience.
Such was my Saturday bar time! The woman who cared for me—and she treated me so tenderly—shared her own spiritual journey. As she smoothed some moisture miracles into my face and gave shape to my thinning brows, her story took shape as well. We were able to dialogue honestly about God, the day to day ways we seek God, and how that mystery has unfolded in our lives, through our work and labors, through our families and friends.
When she applied the last swipe of lipstick, I think we both felt an unexpected renewal and bond in faith.
As I left the bar to find my family, I noticed that I was smiling more as I passed other shoppers, and it wasn’t just about the new lipcolor*…
*Bobbi Brown creamy matte in razzberry