Did you ever have a little teeny, tiny idea that after mulling it over in your head, somehow escaped through your mouth and to the ears of others? And that little teeny, tiny idea which you had barely thought through suddenly became a force of its own and after gathering momentum landed right back in your lap completely unrecognizable? It began as such a simple thing, “Why don’t members of our club (Kingwood Women’s Club) donate some of our ‘gently used’ clothing and accessories for a resale boutique at our Holiday Marketplace?”
I envisioned a dozen pairs of shoes, a nice rack with some dresses, suits, pants, a purse or two, mostly from my own closet as I have a serious crowding issue from 30 years of:
1. I can take that up.
2. I can let that out.
3. Shoulder pads are coming back.
4. White bell bottoms are in … I think.
5. Perhaps if I wear a brighter lipstick, that color won’t make me look jaundiced.
6. It was on sale.
What I discovered when I took on this little project was that:
1. I am not the only one whose closet has tales to tell of errors in judgment.
2. While black slacks are a good choice for a basic wardrobe item, most women really don’t need eight pairs.
3. One of these days someone is going to design a good-looking, comfortable dress shoe for women, and until then we will not give up the hunt!
4. No, just because it would look great on Gwen Stefani (who happens to be 50!), it just might not look that great on me.
I was blessed with the designation of chairman and my home as “headquarters” for our inventory. While some of my committee members generously took items home to price and sort, here at Casa Blanco, my living room looked like Filene’s Basement with, at the peak, six rolling wardrobe racks and a mountain of purses, scarves and accessories under which somewhere was hidden my large dining room table.
I don’t know if I will ever be asked to chair this boutique at a future event because, frankly, I had to administer some tough discipline to my committee members who I caught embracing a hot Michael Kors leopard dress prior to the sale, or two members who appeared to be having a tug of war over an Italian leather bag.
Don’t think that I have been blameless in this enterprise, knowing my predilection for seeing the hidden “potential” in every piece of clothing no matter the size, style or era that came through the door. My committee had to keep reminding me that the purpose of the sale was to actually “sell” things to others.
And if you were one of the lovely people who stopped at our booth and bought some of our treasures, thank you! All proceeds from Kingwood Women’s Club Holiday Marketplace benefit our community’s area nonprofit services and scholarships at Lone Star College-Kingwood. Merry Christmas!