Last night Travis and I were invited to a friend's house for dinner. This couple is so cute and they are such nice, hospitable people. This was Travis' friend from the mission and they have kept in touch really well and are actually pretty good friends. For dinner they made us some SUPER authentic Chinese food and after eating it, I was really excited to go to Hong Kong! They even made us an awesome Chinese dessert.
Well at the dinner table, I told the husband that I really liked his jeans (he had on an awesome pair of Ed Hardy jeans). I commented that once I pass my NIC I was going to save up and purchase a pair of True Religion jeans. The wife said, "Oh, you like True Religions?" I replied, "Oh yeah, I think they're really cute jeans and I don't know much about expensive jeans but if I was to have a pair of any brand, it'd be those." She was like... "After dinner, I have something to show you."
We ate dinner and I didn't even really think about it. We got up from the table and she took me into her room and opened her closet cabinet. In it were 30 pairs of ONLY True Religion jeans. Was this Heaven or Hell??? Was she just showing them to me so I could admire them, or what? I stared and drooled at them all. She handed me five pairs of jeans and said... what size are you?? Like a 26? Well, here are some 27's. See if they fit, and you. can. have. them. all. The words rang through my ears, separately and clear, yet it didn't register in my brain.... and then... reaction time. (HEAVEN!!!!!!!!!!) "What? What? What? No, I can't take these... honestly, I really can't. I would feel awful!" She insisted several times. In the end, I came home with 3 pairs of True Religion Jeans, all a different style/wash/cut. (sounds more like hair than jeans, huh??) I was shocked that they all fit me so well!!!!! Now... let me just tell you that I barely even know this girl. This was probably my 3rd time meeting her. I had NO idea she had so many jeans and it wasn't like I came up to her and said, "ohhhh... I wish I had a pair of True Religions... do you have any??" No. I did no begging, I did no asking. She handed them to me and said they were mine. She didn't even bat an eyelash! She was soooo wonderful about it. She said that because they don't fit her, there's really no point in keeping them around.
Later she gave me like 7 L.A.M.B. shirts that didn't fit her anymore. Again, I resisted and she insisted. She is the sweetest, most kind, caring, generous person I know... and the best part is, she doens't even know it. About my jeans... It doesn't feel real yet. I wore them around today and I went to the mall with her sister and friends. I felt like the biggest baddest girl ever. I've never walked with more confidence! I even kinda felt guilty! I'm sure people look at me with my True Religions and think, "Ohhh... she's rich, spending money on jeans.... she's probably a brat and all materialistic." To that I say.... "Nope. I'm not rich. JUST LUCKY!!!!!!!!!"
5 comments:
That's great! It's wonderful meeting such kind, generous people.
It sounds like she'd blend right in in Fiji. That's where my brother is currently serving his mission, and he's told me about how Christlike people are with their things. You can ask someone for anything and they'll just give it to you. For example, my brother walked up to a kid who was carrying a bunch of coconuts and asked if he could have a few. The kid promptly gave them to him and started walking away. My brother called him back and explained that he didn't want to keep them, just juggle them for him and give them back. Cool, huh?
I want to be more like that. It's easy to get caught up in materialism.
AMAZING!!!! That never happens in real life! I can't wait to see you in them :)
How come you are ALWAYS SO lucky?? how are you?? Wish I couldve seen you while we were in Utah!! Dang it.
SA-WEET!! I bet they are amazing and if I could fit my fat arse in a pair I would totally buy some too. You lucky dog you! Can't wait to see them all, hope you had the best of holidays
Kat, I've only ever heard of that happening in one other situation and the girl that gave them away stole them first. Long story, I'll tell you it sometime if we ever go to lunch! Love ya!
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