The Fact that Life can be so unpredictable is an understatement. Just yesterday I had a beautiful collection of designer shoes, clothing and handbags and today I have a completely ruined home and very few salvageable items. Yesterday a water-main broke in our wall, the back wall of my closet; the pipe went right through the drywall in our master bedroom, while we were at work. We returned to about an inch of water throughout our home.
When I got the call from my Fiancé, I must admit, as we know how important our babies are to us , I first thought of pictures of our engagement, my Grandmother who passed away's heartwarming letter to me at collage, my artwork, some from my father, some of my own ... all those things that could never be bought. I surprised myself; I raced home hoping that I could salvage the important parts of what really make up my life. A good deal of the precious moments were salvageable, apart from some ink that bled on some letters , and slightly damaged canvas in the art work, there are a few hopelessly water logged pictures, but for the most part, I still have most of my mementos. My closet is another story. Not everything was damaged, but I dont think I can ever post pictures of what happens to the leather strap of a Noe once it's been drenched with a steady stream of water for God knows how long. All told , there are about 12 ruined pieces including my brand new Biscayne Bay PM in Monogram Vernis Pearle ... I bought it on Wednesday. My Chanel Cambon is a sopping wet rag and my much loved Alma has gone to its final resting place, among others. There are some pieces that survived, and I am grateful for that, but what I really learned is that I am so lucky to be blessed with a wonderful family and people that love me and support me. Things like this I suppose make you see things differently, I was so numb with loss of a collection I have spent ten years building, but I can not IMAGINE how all those people who lost their home , and livelihood in New Orleans and Louisiana , not to mention people they love must feel... My loss seems so small and minute. Our insurance company is also refusing to cover the water extraction and the company they sent over told us that it was a base price of $5000 but likely more. We told them no thanks, and banded together as a family, my fiancé and my 2 step kids, rented 4 rug doctors and went to town all night, and have managed to salvage most, if not all of the furniture. I surprised myself with how this prissy, girly high-maintenance thing that I am could handle the nasty, sweaty grimy work, and feel proud that we did it ...together, and faced a horrible situation as a family and I really do think that we will always be stronger for it, and I am heartsick over the loss of handbags and shoes and silks that will never be the same, but the people I love are more special to me than ever.
I am greatly sorry if this is terribly long-winded, I just hope some of you understand the need to just grieve out loud ... but Ill be back at Saks 5th av... Refilling that almost fresh start closet of mine, because the waters always recede ... leaving you all the wiser.
Thanks Ladies , I know you guys understand the feeling .
When I got the call from my Fiancé, I must admit, as we know how important our babies are to us , I first thought of pictures of our engagement, my Grandmother who passed away's heartwarming letter to me at collage, my artwork, some from my father, some of my own ... all those things that could never be bought. I surprised myself; I raced home hoping that I could salvage the important parts of what really make up my life. A good deal of the precious moments were salvageable, apart from some ink that bled on some letters , and slightly damaged canvas in the art work, there are a few hopelessly water logged pictures, but for the most part, I still have most of my mementos. My closet is another story. Not everything was damaged, but I dont think I can ever post pictures of what happens to the leather strap of a Noe once it's been drenched with a steady stream of water for God knows how long. All told , there are about 12 ruined pieces including my brand new Biscayne Bay PM in Monogram Vernis Pearle ... I bought it on Wednesday. My Chanel Cambon is a sopping wet rag and my much loved Alma has gone to its final resting place, among others. There are some pieces that survived, and I am grateful for that, but what I really learned is that I am so lucky to be blessed with a wonderful family and people that love me and support me. Things like this I suppose make you see things differently, I was so numb with loss of a collection I have spent ten years building, but I can not IMAGINE how all those people who lost their home , and livelihood in New Orleans and Louisiana , not to mention people they love must feel... My loss seems so small and minute. Our insurance company is also refusing to cover the water extraction and the company they sent over told us that it was a base price of $5000 but likely more. We told them no thanks, and banded together as a family, my fiancé and my 2 step kids, rented 4 rug doctors and went to town all night, and have managed to salvage most, if not all of the furniture. I surprised myself with how this prissy, girly high-maintenance thing that I am could handle the nasty, sweaty grimy work, and feel proud that we did it ...together, and faced a horrible situation as a family and I really do think that we will always be stronger for it, and I am heartsick over the loss of handbags and shoes and silks that will never be the same, but the people I love are more special to me than ever.
I am greatly sorry if this is terribly long-winded, I just hope some of you understand the need to just grieve out loud ... but Ill be back at Saks 5th av... Refilling that almost fresh start closet of mine, because the waters always recede ... leaving you all the wiser.
Thanks Ladies , I know you guys understand the feeling .