Hey all! I know I've been scarce the past 2-3 weeks. Getting sick really bogged me down; once I got better, I had so much work I'd neglected, plus family issues, and we've been looking for a house to buy... But I'm still alive! Thanks for the PMs from people wondering where I am I'm still here! I've even been so busy, I completely forgot to send out Mree's scarf book she won in the raffle. I feel so guilty about that, I'm such a horrible person and I hope she forgives me :cry: I'm sending it out tomorrow! As soon as she PMs me her address again. I'm such a bad person :shame:
I've finally completely shaken the bug and that's the good news!
I've also found out that at the end of February I'm going with my parents to fly down and visit my last living grandmother. This is where advice from you ladies comes in.
This woman is 83 and flawless. She's the one who pushed me through the whole cotillion/debutante thing, the one who made me learn perect table manners and how to walk down stairs with a champagne glass and a book on my head, by age eight. She's always made me feel like I'm not good enough compared to her six grandsons (I'm the only granddaughter). I always have to be at my best, full makeup, dressy clothes, 100% flawless, when I'm around her. I haven't seen her in four years (since the death of my grandfather who I loved dearly). She's always made my dad feel 'not good enough' too so relationships with her are strained at best. I'm always very nervous, uncomfortable and quiet around her. She was a classic "southern belle" and did her best to work her way up in society.... social climbing sounds really tacky but I don't know how else to put it, but she's not from money or anything yet she puts on unbelievable elitist airs that cause fights between her and my father whenever they're around each other. She found out my mom was a cocktail waitress while she was in dental school (hey, who didn't work as a waitress in college?) and refused to acknowledge that she was a dental hygeinist; instead, she told everyone in the family that my mom was "that barmaid." Fun, huh?
I'm trying to decide what to take with me as far as H goes. I've heard horror stories about airlines and Hermes, but I wanted to carry my Herbag (or maybe the Birkin if I get it by then?) and wear an H scarf, and wear my H accessories while I'm there. It's either that, or play it safe with my indestructible Speedy. What do you ladies think? Any advice onwhat to wear/what to do if she starts in on me? For her, material possessions=success; it's a screwed up way of thinking but I've always desperately sought her approval.
Advice much appreciated.
I've missed you all
I've finally completely shaken the bug and that's the good news!
I've also found out that at the end of February I'm going with my parents to fly down and visit my last living grandmother. This is where advice from you ladies comes in.
This woman is 83 and flawless. She's the one who pushed me through the whole cotillion/debutante thing, the one who made me learn perect table manners and how to walk down stairs with a champagne glass and a book on my head, by age eight. She's always made me feel like I'm not good enough compared to her six grandsons (I'm the only granddaughter). I always have to be at my best, full makeup, dressy clothes, 100% flawless, when I'm around her. I haven't seen her in four years (since the death of my grandfather who I loved dearly). She's always made my dad feel 'not good enough' too so relationships with her are strained at best. I'm always very nervous, uncomfortable and quiet around her. She was a classic "southern belle" and did her best to work her way up in society.... social climbing sounds really tacky but I don't know how else to put it, but she's not from money or anything yet she puts on unbelievable elitist airs that cause fights between her and my father whenever they're around each other. She found out my mom was a cocktail waitress while she was in dental school (hey, who didn't work as a waitress in college?) and refused to acknowledge that she was a dental hygeinist; instead, she told everyone in the family that my mom was "that barmaid." Fun, huh?
I'm trying to decide what to take with me as far as H goes. I've heard horror stories about airlines and Hermes, but I wanted to carry my Herbag (or maybe the Birkin if I get it by then?) and wear an H scarf, and wear my H accessories while I'm there. It's either that, or play it safe with my indestructible Speedy. What do you ladies think? Any advice onwhat to wear/what to do if she starts in on me? For her, material possessions=success; it's a screwed up way of thinking but I've always desperately sought her approval.
Advice much appreciated.
I've missed you all