Good Sunday afternoon.
The weather is somewhat odd today. At this very moment in time, the sun is beaming in my sunroom. Soon the sun will be blotted out by the clouds and rain drops will be hitting the tin roof....and then the sun will peak through once again. Such weather is so comforting to me because while the temperature is not what one would call warm, it somehow evokes spring.
I'm setting here flipping through one of my favorite catalogs...........from back to front..............as my mom would do her magazines. She always told me it was because she could look forward to the best pages still to come as they were at the front of the magazine. If she flipped pages from the front to the back, she'd be left with only the continuing pages of stories or uninteresting ads. Does anyone out there remember all the military and boarding school ads at the back of magazines? I always felt sorry for the kids that might be sent there.
Anyway.........I am looking at my Sundance Catalog founded by Robert Redford in 1969. It's a beautiful catalog filled with page after page of all things southwest.....from sheets to shoes, beautiful oversize embroidered tops, a lot of things that are somewhat hippie in style with a hefty price tag. Sure enough as I flipped from back to front, I finished on the best...........$2500 jewelry..............and that's not going to happen........... I wonder who buys such expensive things from catalogs? If I were to spend that kind of money on jewelry, I'd certainly like to see and touch and try on in person.
The interesting thing I have come to realize looking at this catalog is I am no longer a hippie...not that I ever was....but I wanted to be one. And that's too bad because I can now afford such beautiful clothes and I do love these cute tops, but...........they no longer fit my image. I am no longer the svelte thin creature I once was. The hippie style just passed me by while I was flipping my life from back to front. I was all to conservative in my dress. I missed all the "pretties" of the styles of my youth and now I am left with the ads and the continuing pages. I say all this tongue in cheek, but there is a bit of irony in it. We go about our business day by day while thinking we will live our best life "one day". Life is still very good to me, but I realize that I no longer fit the image of southwest hippie as much as I love the clothing.
So start living your best life YESTERDAY. If we could turn back time, I sure would. Instead, I am going to live my best life TODAY....FOREVER...I might even be tempted to buy something with embroidery with that hippie flare.......somewhat tasteful.
I love you.
