Hello Internet! I’ve been thinking some more about my personal hero, Marie Antoinette. I don’t know why, but I really identify with her.
And no, I don’t think I was Marie Antoinette in a past life. Please. I can’t stand all that woo woo stuff. I wouldn’t even let Hank keep that nasty old spirit catcher he bought in college. I ask you, since when is a bunch of sticks and strings considered art? You might as well hang dryer lint on the wall.
But I do have something in common with La Reine — I know first hand that it is NOT easy to be in charge. Just between you and me, I make most of the big decisions in our house, and wow, it is exhausting. Let’s say you need new towels because the old ones are getting really tatty and disgusting. You can’t just go out and buy the first new towels you find. You have to stop and think: What is the overall design vision for the bathroom, and how will these towels fit into that aesthetic?
Plus, you have to be at the top of your game, because if you say, mistakenly buy some periwinkle towels — which totally looked violet in the store lighting by the way — and then have to exchange them without a receipt? OMG! You can spend all afternoon explaining the concept of customer service to a snippy sales person and it won’t make one whit of difference. In the end, you just have to take things into your own hands. And if that means walking out of the store with a set of towels that maybe you haven’t technically paid for, then so be it.
That’s what people forget about Marie Antoinette. The way she dressed? The places she lived? It’s not like she had it so easy. I mean, can you even IMAGINE trying to return one of those fancy dresses? And God forbid she’d removed the tags by accident.
You know that saying, “Uneasy lies the head that wears the crown”? That is no joke.Read More