In an effort to be as flirty as possible during my year of 30, I took an oath to begin collecting pieces that made me feel ME as much as possible.
The forecast for the week leading up to my birthday was extremely cold for a Texas/Cali girl. With temperature highs in the 50s, you know the glitter-printed wheels in my head were spinning, trying to spit out the perfect Bday Outfit ideas. A number of ensembles were brainstormed, but wait…what about a jacket??
I had been in the market for a faux-feather coat, a Marabou, if you will. And while I’m not an online shopper, due to the lack of endorphin release one would normally get if they were exercising on a physical shopping experience, the world wide web was the only place left to search. Sure, I found a couple Marabou options overseas, but with their size ratio compared to me, a grown woman about to be 30, I would’ve needed a 3xL, which they didn’t have.
Click, click, click, the search continued untilllll…I landed on the 6th page of my search on Poshmark; there it was, third row to the right, MY birthday jacket. The coat that screamed ME, CURLY SHUE, PRISCILLA, PRINCESS PRICILLA.
While it wasn’t faux-feather, the rainbow color totes overruled that criteria; plus, it’s not like my obsession with faux-fur had gone away.
Sooo… it didn’t arrive before my birthday weekend, BUT the experience of receiving the package was overwhelmingly exciting, even though LA weather turned a drastic 180 (hey, it still gets cold at night).
This was my first time buying from Poshmark, ‘a social market place where anyone can buy, sell, and share their personal style’, and while i enjoy the experience of trying on and feeling, and connecting with fabrics, sometimes, you just gotta extend your search to REALLY find what you want (zzaaammnn does this apply to dating too?!?? Haha)