I am on straight course to hit my target of living through 52 New Experiences for 2013!
The biggy I am really nervous about is singing karaoke in a Gay Bar-By all means send me your personal- vocal-, life-, motivation- or drag coach along; every little bit will help to get this done and over with.
(Just read the announcement at the old folks home for this Thursday's sing-a-long- but that wouldn't be the same, would it?)
Never mind my upcoming launch for The MOTHERPRENEUR website and MotherpreneurTV on youtube...
Let's get back on track'; part of new experiences includes attending networking events I have never been to- like the recent small business expo in downtown Vancouver. Plenty of IT nerds, accountants, mortgage advisers, coaches, multilevel marketers, toner refill specialists and SEO experts fought for our attention, pitched, explained and pitched some more.
Let me be polite here, it wasn't exactly what I had in mind for an inspirational morning. So I made a deal with the best husband of them all; he stayed and I left!
Where did I go to? My brain didn't think, my feet took over and walked me straight into the Louis Vuitton Boutique adjacent to the hotel?! Why in Heavens name? What would I possibly find on their shelves I couldn't buy in Turkey (that's where the wannabe brand addicts purchase their fake stuff).
A while back I read a very intriguing article about Louis in TIMES magazine- about real craftsmanship, hand stitched shoes, 5 year long waiting lists for one of their hand bags and loyal followers around the world.
Here I found myself, in the midst of hand stitched everything, outnumbered 5:1 by sales assistants.
One of the pretty ladies and I started quite an interesting dialogue where I asked all the questions I always wanted to know about the brand, and pretty lady, all knowledgeable, explaining everything to me! Forty five minutes later we were still on it and I started to feel very comfortable among exquisite, hand made purses, bags, shoes and dresses!
I felt so comfortable with myself that I waived my pretty sales assistant goodbye and swaggered straight across the street to ...Tiffany & Co.. Might as well make a luxury morning out of it.
Big disappointment, Tiffany's was nothing I expected- the assistant was nice, attentive and helpful though.
She let me try on a few platinum rings and I really hoped I would feel like Audrey Hepburn felt; but I didn't get all fuzzy and wobbly in my knees. The rings were nice, not WOW!
Back on rural home turf we stopped at the bank; there she was again, the neat, polite female beggar asking for some money. After listening to Louis's story, trying on rings at Tiffany's I wanted to hear about her; there I was, sitting on the street corner with the beggar, asking questions, listening to her story; a story of sheer hardship, higher circumstance, goodwill, hope and determination to see better days one day!
Experiences are stories. Our personal world is full of them! And best of all, we all have a story to tell. If we only have the courage or take the time to ask and listen to them more often, these stories will stay with us forever, regardless of price tag or not!
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