Jessica Simpson
I take myself out on dates, I call it a “public affair!”
Who cares about serious stuff, none of that matters. The only thing that matters is who you can laugh and cry with — everything else amounts to nothing.
I usually go out and shop as a form of therapy. Before I continue sharing my experience, I must say that even a trip from the house to the garbage area can be ‘magnificent!’
I like that word . . .
“Mag-a-niff-uh?-cent”
My aunt passed away this past weekend and the family and I are mourning.
ANYWAY,
By myself, I traveled to the plaza — I was headed to “Pet Land” because animals make me so happy. Animals make me sooooooooooooooooooo happy! ANIMALS MAKE ME SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO FREAKIN’ HAPPY!
But “Pet Land” was closed — probably due to the covids.
The next place I figured not a lot of people would be in was the TJ MAXX. I purposely go in places that are not too crowded, especially when I’m therapy shopping.
I entered the store and there was a commotion! An angry woman had left the store screaming at security — I was hesitant to fully enter but continued, anyhow. It was either TJ MAXX or RAINBOW. I can ball on a budget and Rainbow has better prices than Fashion Nova (which is the off-brand version of Rainbow), but I had no intention of actually making a purchase. . . I was ‘just’ walking to clear my head and get away. . .
I head to the candles section and spend a good amount smelling each candle — breathtaking!
That should be a date, going candle-smelling and then going to Chinatown for massages.
BUT BACK TO THE EXPERIENCE. . .
I found some cutlery and asked the advice of a wiser woman who appeared stylish — the vintage type. This very classy older Black Woman advised me to go with a certain cutlery and after that decision, I wished her well in life and headed towards the “comfortable shoes” section (I made that up).
Jessica Simpson literally has the best shoes ever — from heels to house wear. She’s like . . . A great role model! Great singer! Great mother! Genius all around. She has an amazing butt! She can do no wrong in my eyes, it’s not about her brilliance or looks, it’s about her brand.
As I see comfortable shoes to buy my mother and grandmother, there is a woman next to me, “Marisol” she said her name was.
I kept looking over at Marisol bc she had this blue and white dress she wore and she needed my opinion (I SAY THIS WITH EXTREME JOY)!
You know when you see someone staring at themselves in the mirror and someone comes along and tells them “YOU LOOK GREAT!” … she needed that. She needed me and I needed her.
I am usually BOLD. (#BOLDFUR)
Cut from a different cloth.
I condone talking to strangers unless you want to be a hermit crab, because if danger is what’s stopping you from talking to strangers, then never fear because it’s USUALLY the people that KNOW YOU that cause harm MORE THAN strangers!
Anyway, after a few tips about fashion, she breaks down and says this upcoming Sunday will be her FIRST Mother’s Day without her mother.
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AWWWWWWWWW MAANNNN!
Her voice started shaking and her bottom lip started trembling… and I’m on my period so I’m *EXTREMELY EMOTIONAL!* I fought Heaven and Hell to not shed too many tears in that moment.
I told Marisol that my aunty JUST passed away and I’m here showing my support and helping anywhere I could.
We got lost in the conversation, that’s for sure.
Suddenly, fashion didn’t exist, it didn’t matter.
She showed me her phone and showed me pictures of her beautiful mother! Bro, her mom literally looked like the LIFE OF THE PARTY! God rest her soul!
I showed Ms. Marisol pictures of my baby and we had a great couple of laughs about how precious my daughter is.
Literally, anytime I can show off how beautiful my daughter is, I do (after a vibe-check)!
Jared and Yasenia sent me off as I checked out of my therapy meeting — very funny and charismatic people. They were the cashiers up front who both have great taste (we all like NICE things/food/presentation).
Then I came back to the earth and saw “Hood Rich” people, I saw HARD drug-abusers, I saw men who probably won’t love a sane/stable woman in their old age because of the decisions they are currently making in their life under 30 years old.
I saw things.
I see things.
I don’t know anything.
I don’t hear anything.
I don’t say anything. …. Hahahaha that’s a lie… I always say something if it needs to be said (stranger or not)!
But for the most part, I don’t know a darn thing.
I don’t think I am better than anyone else, in FACT, every single other person is ‘BETTER’ than myself!
I have great self-esteem *and* people/humans are better than me, even if they do not realize it! Even just a little bit!
I am trying to make things run smoothly in preparation for the memorial service . . .
I made sure everyone ate today, including myself.
Everyone is a wreck.
But I ONCE HEARD A WISE WO-MAN SAY. . .
“Fish is the CHICKEN of the sea!”
I don’t know what that means but it’s provocative- it gets the people GOING!
