Calling all color freaks out there! I am in the process of creating my new collections for 2011, so my brain is swirling with copious amounts of patterns, designs, and colors every minute of the day (and night) right now. Color is truly the basis and cornerstone of all my designs, so I think, and rethink it a million times until I have the absolute perfect palette that will rock at retail. One of my favorite quotes is: "Color sells. The right color sells better."
So, thought I'd share some of my current faves:
PMS 476 Bodacious Brown - still love all things chocolate brown
PMS 403 Gorgeous Gray - warm yummy grays, hotter than ever
PMS 390 Shocking Chartreuse - it is simply sublime
PMS 632 Tantalizing Turquoise - a soft, yet rich blue - pairs well with grays & brown
PMS 2573 Look at Me Lilac - I could name 10 other lilacs I'm obsessed with. Purple rules.
Let me know if there are any colors out there that you see and L.O.V.E and send 'em my way! Maybe I'll incorporate them into one of my new collections.
Now, onto the important stuff...the REAL HOT HUGHS:
Hugh Grant - he had me at Four Weddings and a Funeral
Hugh Jackman - total Y.U.M.
Hugh Dancy - British and B.E.A.U.T.I.F.U.L.
Hugh MacLeod - his book "Ignore Everybody" is a MUST HAVE
Hugh Heffner - ew, gross
Ok, I am running out of Hughs! Until next time...
With Love From Me to All My Hughs,
It was 1pm on Wednesday, Dec. 23rd, and I was stressed, exhausted, unshowered, unhappy, and highly unprepared for the holiday looming right around the corner. I was desperately trying to find the Fa-La-La inside me while shopping, responding to texts and emails, listening to voicemails, and oh yeah, attempting to spend "quality time" with my three children who were now minutes away from major meltdowns in the back of my minivan. So, as my car pulled into the McDonald's drive thru, with all three whining that they had to go potty, why can't they get an ice cream instead of chicken tenders, and that they want the girl toy Mommy not the boy one in their Happy Meal, I took a DEEP BREATH, placed the order, and drove up to the cashier's window.
As I began to pay the $24.97, the cashier looked at me with a big smile (was my crazy that obvious?) and said to me, "Your order has been paid for Mam, and they told me to tell you Merry Christmas."
"Excuse me?? Kids, BE QUIET. Mommy is trying to talk to this nice gentleman, and I can't hear him! Yes, I got you a vanilla milkshake. Now, please be patient!"
Deep Breath Number Two.
"Who paid? Are you serious? Really?!" And then I saw her. A perfect stranger sitting in the blue car in front of me exuberantly waving her hand at me.
"Merry Christmas! Be happy!" my stranger yelled out to me.
And as I sat there stunned, with tears pouring down my face, my daughter asked me why I was crying - "Did they give you a Diet Coke instead of a regular Coke Mommy?" Note to self: Must rethink reactions in front of children going forward . . .
I realized in an instant how powerful paying it forward can truly be. Big or small. It still feels really, REALLY good. To give someone hope, to show pure kindness, to lift someone up when they are too weak to stand by themselves, is perhaps, I believe, one of the most significant acts of humanity.
Yes, it was only $24.97, but to me, on that day, it was EVERYTHING. My stranger gave me my Fa-La-La back . . . and then some.
When you pay it forward, it is the most intoxicating, exhilarating, and fulfilling experience on earth. Go ahead, try it. I promise, you will like it, and you will never, ever be the same.
And finally, to my stranger: THANK YOU, the next McFlurry is on me.