Clayton’s mom, Darlene, came to Shreveport for an all too-short visit and spoiled all three of us like crazy. In fact, at one point we found ourselves in the toy aisle of Pet Smart and she was telling Tex, “Pick any toy you want. Any toy.”
One thing that I love about Darlene is that she loves to be outside. So we cooked dinner by the fireplace at our pool one night and spent a different day hiking around the Red River State Park aka Tex’s heaven.
However, I would be lying if I said that was all we did and that it was a relaxing weekend. I had a work event on Saturday night at the local, downtown boutique movie theater. They were hosting a pre-Oscars party that was designed to be a spoof on your traditional awards show. Every person in attendance was in the running for the awards: Best Arrival, Best Couple, Best Bling, Best Selfie, etc. and my coworker, Rick, and I were secret judges. There was one secret judge for each category, walking around among the crowd throughout the evening, and at the end of the night we revealed the winner for each award.
The best part of an event like this is getting dressed up. At least that’s what I thought. I had planned to Rent the Runway for the first time ever – for those that don’t know it’s an online closet where you can rent designer attire at a severely discounted price for special events. Easy, right?
Wrong. Fedex called me on Friday to let me know that they package wouldn’t arrive until Monday. Major problem as my event was Saturday night. After calling Rent the Runway, they confirmed with Fedex that they would overnight the package and it would arrive no later than noon the next day. However, at 10:00 am on Saturday, Clayton called Fedex to confirm that they were in-fact going to deliver the package. Turns out: they weren’t.
Why am I telling you this? Well because it’s my blog and it gets better. Darlene and Clayton graciously offer to go to Dillard’s with me to find a back-up dress. After trying multiple styles (and our patience) I finally found one that I liked. Darlene agreed that it was perfect for the event but as I was taking it off … the zipper broke. Of course, it’s the last in that size and any size semi close in Shreveport and the next town over.
Clayton and Darlene quickly start calling alterations companies to see if could fix the zipper in the next couple hours, all while still standing in Dillard’s. We finally reached a sweet old Asian woman (Kim) who agreed to fix the dress but we had to supply the zipper.
As soon as we walked in the fabric store we saw merchandise cluttered around the store and giant, “Liquidation Sale – Everything Must Go!” signs covering the walls. As we made our way to the zipper section we quickly realized that none of us had repaired a zipper before and weren’t exactly sure of what to look for. One quick call to Kim and we were on the hunt but after searching every zipper row and even busting into the overstock, we realized that our only options were navy and purple (not the best when you need black). Damn you liquidation sale!
At this point, it’s definitely not fun anymore. I am beginning to think that it’s a sign (more like multiple signs) that I shouldn’t go … but then the heavens part and I see Clayton. Swoon. In a completely different section of the store. Holding a 20-22″ black, invisible zipper, the exact item that we need. And just like that my luck had turned around.
The event was incredible. They pulled out all the stops to make us feel like Hollywood A-Listers. And best of all, I got numerous compliments on my dress. If only they knew.