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Oh Kate. Thank you.

In 2008, a decade younger me, was in the middle of planning my wedding. I knew what I wanted when it came to shoes. I didn’t want anything white. White shoes, white dress. Too much white for me.

Besides, I have never been the kind of gal that perfectly matches her shoes to her outfit. No, for me, shoes have the job of speaking on their own. To stand out if you will. I saw these perfectly strappy Kate Spade heels. I knew I needed something like those.

I saved and saved. Twenty-three year old me filled a wedding piggy bank my mom had given me as a gift after our engagement. I put every piece of change I came across in there. I was diligent. I wanted, no, I needed  strappy Kate Spade shoes and I was going to get them.

Closing my eyes, I am back in the store the day I finally bought them. Calling my mom to tell her what I was finally doing. Smile plastered across my round eager face. Feeling as if I were floating just an inch off the ground as I fluttered around the shoe department. Giddiness overcoming me when the box was handed to me. They were mine, all mine.

Shoes, sometimes they do magical things for you. Kate’s carried me down the aisle toward the life I was about to build. Towards marriage filled with good and tough times. Towards the two sweet boys I grew in my body and are beginning to blossom into wonderful young men. Both of whom, are as obsessed with shoes as I am. Thank you Kate.

That was the start of my relationship with Kate. Kate Spade has given me the freedom to be who I am. To embrace my love of a bright and cheerful style. To mix and match patterns and wild colors. To have purses that are shaped like objects. Diaper bags, travel bags, makeup bags, wallets, phone cases, galore. You have adorned my body in so many ways. You have traveled the world with me. Thank you Kate.

This morning I woke up and felt like wearing my glittery gold culottes. Topped with a bright blue jewel-toned flowery top, tied at the waist. Those oh so important shoes? Yellow suede mules, with a slight heel. The freedom with which I give myself to dress with these bold styles comes from Kate. Kate planted the seeds in me. Thank you Kate.

When news of Kate Spade’s tragic suicide began to trickle across the web, I began to receive text messages from family members. This is how much I have grown to love her brand over the years. My family knew that this was not going to be a good day for me. We never met face to face. But her brand engrained itself in my day to day. Thank you Kate.

I have gifted Kate Spade items to women I love. I squeal over being able to share the joy these designs bring me. I soak up their joy when they open their gift and see that green box.

It is a sad day for me and the fashion world at large, and for the women I know who have also been inspired by this timeless brand.

Thank you Kate.


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I did make it to the mall yesterday. By myself. I got a few cute things. I encountered something interesting though. It has happened to me once before as well. When I went into The Limited I was approached by the employees, normal hi how are you, etc.  But both times I have stopped there recently I have been asked if I was shopping for work clothing. One time I was with Jackson during the middle of the day on a Thursday. I am a stay at home mom. So no I am not shopping for “work clothing” per say. In a way I guess you could say that every time I get dressed it is for work, but it is not a structured office environment.

I find it odd that they just assume that if you go there you are buying work clothing. Can’t I just enjoy wearing nice outfits on a daily basis?  Since I have been asked twice on two very different occasions, once with a baby once without, by two different employees, I am guessing they are instructed to ask this question by corporate. I have worked retail a good deal and I know that you are often instructed on how to greet and engage customers. They are just doing their job as told by their supervisor.

I am the kind of shopper who is very low maintenance. I don’t like someone hounding me or suggesting outfits to me. I can manage entirely by myself. If I need help I will seek someone out. I don’t want to waste their time and I rarely have a purpose when shopping, other than I want something new to wear. I know they are there to help, but I just don’t really need it normally.

I am guessing from this experience their marketing  direction is geared toward the working woman and the working mom. I think they should know that even us “stay at home moms” enjoy looking nice too. It is not all dirty unwashed hair, sweat pants, and makeup free days. That stereo type is really offensive to me! We also are capable of getting up, working out, showering, doing our hair and makeup, and getting dressed in a presentable manner every single day. I have been doing it since I was in the hospital after having him! So when you see someone come into your store it doesn’t always mean she is looking for an outfit for the office in the office park. Sometimes she is looking for an outfit to wear while playing with her adorable 7 month old. Because he is special too and looking beautiful and put together for him (your boss!) is very important.

I think the next time I go there and I am asked that I am going to say “Yes!  My ____month old boss is very strict about the dress code for our walks to the park. And if I don’t have on something nice for his plum, pear, and yogurt lunch meeting, well forget it, I get written up!”

So here is to being a stay at home mom and wearing nice outfits and getting ready each day! Even if it is just to walk to the park or make a batch of sweet potatoes for the cutest sweetest boss in the entire world!