Days With Our Hortencia Dress

I head to lunch with my family. To me there is nothing more gratifying that long lunches with them, laughing, drinking, and then laughing a bit more, I’m really looking forward to this, specially since I’ve been all week hanging with the girls inside, hiding from either too much rain, or too much heat…

I put on the hortencia dress, which although makes me look so glamorous and feminine, feels like a feather against my skin… unlike many other pieces, this dress is both comfy and glamorous. I tried pairing it with flats, but honestly, I feel l like this lunch deserves my best-walking-pair of heels, although in reality, no heel is comfy when your side kicks are a 2 year old and a 4 year old.

I walk and from the dress hangs a train that moves with my every step effortlessly. I love that, people might find it not practical for modern life, but that gives me that little bit of old glamour that my old soul is always missing because i’m stuck in a twenty first century life. Sure I’m just heading to Mandolin but even if it’s my dress, a perfume or one of our petite bouquet earrings, I need a little something to make my old soul feel at home…

We sit and zip some chardonnay, and even though its really hot, I feel so cool in my Hortencia dress, and while we chat away, I rest in knowing that it’s the right path, this new path, where I’m no longer preoccupied with figuring out my future… there’s is so much peace in this present moment, that I’m not going to step out of it…

And after a really cold iced coffee next door at Mrs Mandolin, we walk out and I rejoice in life, my two girls hiding under my skirt, like they always do, that feels so nice, that they are still small enough to fit under my skirt, in a way they are still my little babies, time is flying I tell myself. Then I hug my mom and through the eyes of my husband, he captures us in one of our moments, soulmates….

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