Another Throw Back Whatever-day-I-feel-like-it…

Just before the collapse of my marriage, I opened a store with a friend of mine. It was called DIVA!, and it was all things girly, fun and fabulous. We bought primarily from female run businesses/designers. The whole idea from the very beginning was empowering women. We carried sizes 4 to 24. We wanted women to be able to come in and find something that made them feel like a goddess.

I helped a lot of women in that store.

I remember this one particular woman came in, she looked kind of sad/low. She needed an outfit for her brother’s wedding, and had been shopping all over. I have known that feeling. Shopping, and trying things on only to feel more depressed and down about myself when I went into the damn place. As she told me her woes, I picked out some shoes and a couple of dresses for her to try on. Even a few necklaces.

She perked up looking at what I picked out for her, smiling a little as she went into the change room.

Then I heard sniffling.

“Omg, are you okay?! Here!” I said, passing her tissues from around the curtain, “I’ve got some othe…”

She cut me off pulling the curtain back quickly and hugging me.

“This is… I don’t even know what to say… I haven’t felt pretty like this in so long…” She said, touching the skirt, looking at herself in the change room mirror, both smiling and teary, all at once.

We chatted for a while. She bought the entire outfit, shoes and all.

I love it when those transformational moments happen with women. It could be the shoes, a lipstick colour, or nailing a work presentation. I loved that I could do it with clothes. It felt like changing lives.

Silly but true. So here’s a picture of me feeling powerful.