Beads of sweat drip down my neck. It has only been 10 minutes. There are 20 more left. I peak in the window trying to spot a Luna. I see one. I overhear someone say, “There is one Luna and it has an imperfection.” The person ahead of me is more Arc focused. I focus on the Luna. It will be mine. Someone walks up and stands at the front of the line with a fresh coffee from Alfred and starts complaining about the sun and heat. “She was here first.” I say as casually as possible about the Arc-Woman. “Actually, I was here first,” the Coffee-Bitch replies. “Ah, yes, I considered getting coffee but did not want to lose my place.” We start talking about the bags she is interested in and sample sales in general. We continue to discuss the heat. I say, “Suffering in this heat will make us feel like we earned it.” My husband’s parting words keep going through my mind “I thought you were on a detox? Isn’t this like an alcoholic going to a bar?” and “If you are going to go, you better leave early. There will be a line.” I have yet to decide when exactly my shopping detox will start. I did not shop yesterday. Instead my son and I enjoyed a Winter Vacation Pajama Day, we built Legos and cooked all day. So, I have a decision to make; do I start fresh January 1 or a few days before? Stocking up seems counter intuitive to my mission, but it’s not like there are sample sales every day and this brand is unique. And…
It is half off, with only a singular, minor flaw, which only makes it unique, I tell myself. My eyes scan the room and stop on an array of colors of the Arc in acrylic. Two shades of blue. I pick up both small sizes. I have the large bamboo Arc (which I love). I head to the mirror to check them out.
Part of me wants all three. Part of me wants to just leave with nothing and feel like the strongest person in the world. I deliberate. I seek opinions from other shoppers. Most say, “At these prices get two or three bags”. Three different people come up to me and say, “if you change your mind about that one, I’ll take it.” pointing to the Luna. Finally, I decide. While paying I talk with another woman who says, “I tell myself that my daughters will have them someday, especially the Chanel which will be worth more”. “It’s a good investment.” We both laugh and talk about how we can talk ourselves into anything. But, in reality , Chanel or perhaps Cult Gaia (the market for them is new) will be worth more someday. I hear my husband’s voice, “They hold value for you, but it’s not a very liquid investment.”
I walk out with my Luna and a smile on my face. I then head into Frame where I look around and realize that this detox is going to be harder than I thought. I leave Frame empty handed, but not before snapping a few photos with my fresh mani (featured here). Victory.
By the way, I have thoroughly enjoyed both the Luna and Lilleth in the short time I have had them. They are so unique and have both been conversation starters. I have only given the two blue Arcs that got away a few second thoughts. If I am still thinking about them after the detox, I will know they were meant to be and I will find them.