I spend most Monday mornings in Holyoke, and have developed the habit of stopping at La Paloma Sabanera for a veggie panini and Orange Dry when I get back to Hartford.
Pretty much whenever I go to La Paloma I see someone I know. Today I walked in, and lo! At a table next to the window sat my charming friend Kerri. Before I had a chance to ask if I could join her, she’d pulled her laptop out of the way and made some space for me.
We talked about stuff. Some secret stuff that I’ll never tell you because you’re not my girlfriend. Then fashion blogs. Then her bicycle dress. Finally I introduced Kerri to a character I fervently believe should Guide her Every Fashion Decision: Emma Pillsbury.
Am I right? Huh? You totally know I am.
The sandwich eaten, the Orange Dry drained, I mentioned my need for a piece of furniture with drawers in which I could place my checkbook. And thus began a Serendipitous Thrift Store Odyssey. We started at the Salvation Army and ended at Savers.
Kerri gravitated naturally to Emma Pillsbury-ish things. (And sometimes I gravitated them toward her.) Tweed skirts. A windowpane check dress. A kilt. Something yellow.
Come this fall she’ll be stylin’. Just like Emma Pillsbury. Just like always.