Indeed, my gutsy moved paid off yesterday. Calling and making an appointment for an up-do earlier this week with my stylist Jennifer from The Perfect Image Salon in Belleville didn’t jinx me in the least. In fact, it saved my spot — Jennifer is one busy girl — and not only lifted my tresses, but also my spirits.
Jennifer was shocked when I walked into the salon yesterday. She knew I’d already started chemotherapy treatments.
“I saw your name on my schedule — followed by the notation: “Up-Do,” and I had to look twice,” she said. “I couldn’t believe it!”
Believe it. It’s Sunday morning and I’m closing in fast on that Tuesday if-you-haven’t-lost-your-hair-by-now-you-most-likely-won’t deadline.
The wedding was a beautiful affair, held at the Royal Oak Music Theatre, the same venue where I modeled for the Bras for a Cause Benefit September 18, 2010, and where I’ll be for this year’s Bras for a Cause, September 17, 2011.
The bride, Pamela, and I share something very important in common — we both love the color yellow. Sunshiny, bold, bright yellow. How can you look at the color yellow and be anything but happy?
Pamela has a flair for style and an artistic bent. The centerpieces were jars of all sizes and shapes, collected over the past few months after the final bit of jam or the last pickle, the labels removed, the glass scrubbed. Each was filled with a different variety of yellow flowers. I chose one that had surely once been called home by several dozen baby gherkins, filled with tiny, fragrant flowers whose name I just couldn’t put my finger on.
I set them on my nightstand and drifted off to sleep. This morning, it came to me the moment I opened my eyes. Our room was filled with an enchanting scent.
Honeysuckle. Those delicate, bell-shaped blossoms were Honeysuckle! That’s long been one of my favorite scents for body lotions and bubble bath, but I don’t recall ever having seen it in a bouquet.
I breathed in deeply. It would be just like God to create a flower that’s not only the most perfect color in the universe, but whose scent is nothing short of heavenly.
Copyright 2011, Amy Rauch Neilson