I miss my family so terribly, and being far from them is really challenging. We are so blessed by family that sends us wonderful fat envelopes with gorgeous letters and cards, care packages of Dutch treats for the holidays, and magnificent presents sometimes for no reason at all.
My sister is especially skilled at putting together the perfect parcel.
My sister is a pattern maker for COACH, the luxury accessories brand. Since she started there I have been ushered into a world I would not otherwise have entered. Gorgeous handbags, scarves, and jewelry have all landed on my doorstep, what a thrill!
This month I took advantage of a serious employees discount sale she gets to participate in several times a year. I waited, excitedly for boots I have been swooning over for months.
The delivery man arrived and I rushed inside to unwrap, layer by layer, my sister's loving concoction.
Finally, I lift the lid and there they are! Boots that make me think of The Princess and the Goblin, one of my favorite books. They do look like the boots I imagine gold miners wear, getting all gold-dusty in the mines. Or maybe they've just walked through a field of buttercups and a little bit of the magic stuck?
It is still too hot to wear them, but they are waiting for me, in their fancy box, and I can't wait to start trying them under dresses and over skinny jeans. I'm sure I'll get my money's worth out of them, since I am still wearing the Converse sneakers I bought ten years ago, and often keep clothes and shoes at least that long.
Receiving a package from my sister is always delightful, and on more than one occasion I have been known to squeal and jump up and down. The best thing she ever sent me was not a designer product, but one of her own creations, a snakeskin and grey-blue suede belt with layers of lace-cut leather, curving perfectly around my waist.
I love receiving presents, and I love these packages, but I'd love squeezing my sister in real life even more!