Well, originally, I planned on writing about someone’s design renovation and how it all turned out. But, I’ll hold that story for another time.
Because… something wonderful has happened. Something… a coincidence… or fate happened.
So it begins with an ad I posted for my antique makeup vanity. ‘Feel like you’re in Hollywood. Imagine you’re Judy Garland when you apply your eyeshadow and lipstick. This finely carved antique makeup vanity will transport you to the times of movies that paved the way for all your favorite leading ladies. It comes with a French-carved needlepoint chair.’
The only reason why I was selling this beautiful vintage piece was because I’ve been dreaming of a white freestanding tub. Although I love this antique piece, it was taking up the space that would be absolutely perfect for a tub. Not just any bathtub, but a freestanding soaker tub that would be deep enough where I could sink my entire body into after a long, hard day. Between hot water and the sweet smelling bubble bath, it’ll relax my stress away.
Immediately after posting the ‘For Sale’ ad, four women inquired about the vanity. Thirteen days later and on a sunny Saturday afternoon, I met with an interested buyer. Sometimes, the universe aligns just for you, and you are in the exactly the right place at the exactly the right time. A petit, salt-and-pepper haired woman entered our master bathroom wearing a facemask (thanks to Covid-19). From the time I was a little girl I learned it was not proper for “someone you barely know” or anyone, for that matter, to ask them their age. But I will tell you this much: the woman who stood in our master bathroom looked just like my late mother. As soon as Joanne entered the room, she stopped to compose herself. I watched her as she breathed deeply. She acted as if she were collecting her thoughts.
I don’t remember now exactly word for word, but for the purposes of this retelling, let’s say Joanne said, “When I was a little girl I used to sit at my grandmother’s makeup vanity and pretended to put on makeup. When I grew old enough to actually apply my makeup, my grandmother used to let me use her vanity to do so. My grandmother knew how much I loved her makeup vanity. She told me that if something ever happened to her, the vanity would be passed on to me. But unfortunately, it didn’t work out that way. When my grandmother died, my Aunt is the one who got it.” Joanne paused. She was on the verge of crying, trying desperately to hide it. She had tears in her eyes when telling her story. “My Aunt knew how much I loved that vanity. So, my Aunt assured me that if anything happened to her, the vanity would become mine.”
She paused, once again, to compose herself before continuing. “My Aunt recently passed away and the vanity ended up going to my Aunt’s daughter.”
But then, something happened. Joanne lowered her face mask. She was overcome with emotion. “Your makeup vanity looks exactly like my grandmother’s… the one I spent hours sitting at as a very young girl.”
“I decided to start looking for my own makeup vanity and not wait any longer for one to be handed down to me,” Joanne said as he wiped a tear away.
Sometimes, happenstance can just stop you in your tracks.
This woman has waited a very long time to get a makeup vanity. After waiting nearly eight decades, Joanne now has her own beautiful vintage makeup vanity.
I know women don’t like to reveal their age. I get it. Have you ever used the Social Security Administration’s life expectancy calculator to see how long you might live? I have. Based on my age and gender, the calculator told me I’ve probably got another 20 years ahead of me. That is, of course, an accident or serious illness doesn’t ruin my calculation. With that being said, I don’t want to wait like Joanne did. According to the time I have left, I want to enjoy my dream of a big ole soaker tub, while I can still get in and out of it. Now that the special vanity is gone, I can get my dream fulfilled.
May this Christmas bring you much joy and happiness, and may your New Year be merry and bright. Merry Christmas!