
Once a year, one of my cousins-in-law travels all the way from home (Jamaica) to Atlanta to chill out, catch up, and shop. She is like shopping kryptonite for me, as she saves up all year to come here and challenge me not to shop while I take her to grab as many must-see deals as I can find within a 15 mile radius. On this particular day, we ventured downtown to one of my most favorite shopping spots,
Little 5 Points. (un)Fortunately, I happened upon a little shop inside the Bazaar Market, owned by an angel named
Stacey Parker. WHY, Lord why, did Stacey have the flyest earrings I've seen in a hot minute? I mean, all kinda hyperventilation-inducing danglers, for which a far-from-recovering earrings and shoe junkie like me was no match...aaaaw, daaamn, Ginnnaa!
After feeling up all of Stacey's wares (her jewelry, that is;), I fell in love with, and promptly purchased, two beautiful pairs of ear jewelry. They were so FINE too, with their intricate designs and bold flavor, just begging me to take them home. I obliged. Stacey put my earrings in the cute hot pink satchel, along with her business card, and I put those bad boys in my purse, feeling great about my new toys.
Fast forward about 3 hours later. We're at home, sorting clothes and helping cuzo pack her fabulous finds into her luggage to prepare for her morning departure. I grab my purse to pet (okay, I wanted to model them too) my earrings one more time. I begin to dig around in my catchall bag, and didn't feel the unfamiliar material of the satchel. Hmm, that's peculiar?!? I emptied the contents of said purse onto the family room floor, and still didn't notice the HOT PINK satchel in which my babies were placed.
Say whaaaat?! Okay, Akilah, don't panic. - I began harassing my cousin, asking her to check all her bags to find my earrings.
Unsuccessful. - I go out to the driveway and damn near strip-searched our truck to find the satchel.
Unsuccessful. - I ask Kris to search the truck too, just in case I just can't see the HOT PINK satchel in my near-enraged state.
Unsuccessful. Now I know I didn't exactly lose my car keys, or a signed check or whatever, but I was confused and saddened! Yes, I said saddened. I got really quiet, and started the process of releasing my beautiful earrings back to the Universe for safe-keeping,
or some esoteric crap like that to keep myself from having a totally-inappropriate-for-someone-above-4-years-old tantrum. It didn't work.
The next day, I called Stacey to ask her if I left the earrings in her store. She said I hadn't. I sighed, and thanked her for checking, but before I could say goodbye, do you know this woman said she would re-order the same earrings, and that I could come back to the store and get them, at no cost? Yes, FREE! She believed me! Now, I have my babies back! Thanks to prayers from my cousin, and Stacey's generosity, I've added these beauts to my collection. I know, I know, "prayer" may seem a bit much for earrings, but last time I checked, we're allowed to pray for whatever we want! So, if you're ever in Atlanta, and are looking for unique, well-priced clothing and accessories, check out
Girlfriendz of Atlanta, will ya! Stacey is, in inventory and spirit, the HOTNESS!


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Hello, babies! Mommy loves you!........................