trying on Audrey

Anyone who knows my family knows that the birthdays are slid, packed and sometimes jammed together, in between all major holidays, anniversaries, from July to March. The majority of them fall in October and December- relatively busy months to begin with... so, when it comes to getting ideas and shopping, the fam shares any ideas that may surface.

Yesterday, I went out with Mom doing some shopping for lil' Sis, Kenna, who is turning 12. I acted as the life like mannequin, making sure items would fit... but there is always a time when, not meaning to forget the purpose of the whole visit... you somehow get sidetracked.

I became Audrey Hepburn yesterday.

For a brief moment I was her, with all her classical charm and allurement. Like the first time to see her grown up in Sabrina, or walking the streets in Breakfast at Tiffany's. I found an item just like that and it was delicious.

Sure it was out of the price range, unrealistic and extravagant. Sure, I would only be able to wear it in perfect weather, without a baby in tow, and if only I didn't spill on it. So, as delicious and alluring as I felt... what's the point?

I'm happy to be a mom with a baby in tow, happy to take walks without worrying about the weather, and not overwhelmed when I spill on my comfortable jeans. Yes, I think every girl and woman likes to have a Hepburn moment, but it is so fleeting. I love being a mom more. I love being a wife more. I love being a daughter, a sister, a friend more than I liked being Audrey Hepburn for a mere minute.

I would make an awkward Audrey anyways!