21 February 2007
14 40 days & 40 nights
i have given up h+m for lent. i know how silly that sounds. my mum's heroic vow to forsake flour and all floured products successfully cast my own commitment in a harshly foolish light.
she is giving up an element of practically every delicious edible thing. i'm giving up a retail store that is a $2, 20-minute train ride away. it's not exactly on par with depriving one's self of the market or diet coke. my physical survival and emotional fortitude in no way hinge upon access to h+m. i will most likely survive the test without psychological disturbance or bodily distress.
but there's this green belt. this 2" wide green patent belt. a green belt that i didn't have the insight to purchase when i was in h+m last week and that i didn't have the time to buy in the two hour window between realizing h+m should be my lenten sacrifice and the store's 6 p.m. closing. it's becoming quite clear- this belt is going to haunt me.
admittedly, i already have a green belt. but it's canvas and lackluster and disproves the theory that one size could possibly ever fit all. but the green patent belt? it's shiny and sheeny and oh so pretty. it has character. more importantly, it has notches.
it's fast becoming the belt of my dreams, which is most unfortunate since my dreams have another 39 days until fulfillment. and with h+m's penchant for entirely rearranging and restocking every four days, the odds are it'll be a dream deferred.
even so, i'm going to hold faith with the green belt. i'm going to fantasize that there i'll be- beating down h+m's door on easter afternoon, tearing amongst the chiffons and polyesters to emerge holding the green belt aloft in victory. the grown girl's egg hunt.