Recently, I was voted into the top 5 Stylish for Charlotte Style Magazine. The only thing I can think of is that they like my main accessory — the giant freckle of a birthmark under my left arm, shown here on the cover.
Don't tell them, but my style secrets include shopping at Target, making sure I don't have any visible boogers, and smiling a lot. Therefore, it took an army to get me ready for the Charlotte Style Week kick-off event at Mercedes Benz Saturday night: Larry at Salon Vivace, Adrian Howe of Beauty Sophisticate Make-up Artistry, who painted my face on like it was her canvas, Effie at Lotus (who just re-opened her store in Metropolitan), and my intern Jordan, who helped me perform my booger check.
The next morning was another Style Week event: Breakfast at Tiffany's. A literal, actual breakfast at Tiffany's ...
Orange You Glad Catering offered shrimp and grits, and having a shellfish allergy I always feel discriminated against at parties. But I ate enough little spinach bites to fill me and Popeye up. And this cake by Silver's Sweets Bakery.
When I looked at the offerings of engagement rings inside the glass display cases ... I still felt nothing. Not even a tingle. Perhaps my biological clock is out of order.
I started shooting the shit with one of the clerks and told her I had a jewelry box full of Tiffany's jewelry hidden under all my costume crap. I told her I wanted to get rid of it because my cheating ex gave it to me, but I didn't want to return it and give him the advantage of it going back on his credit card.
She said if jewelry is returned under a certain time period, they'll give you store credit for it. So we can go trade in our souvenirs from our failed relationships for new bling.
Thank you Tiffany's, for the cheating boyfriend refund policy.
For a full list of Charlotte Style Week events go to.... this link.
(Photography by Erin Hubbs)