Native Sun in Delray

…it was time to move in…

TBG, Mignette and I flew to Florida on a cold November morning to close on our new condo, and a couple days later, accept delivery of our scarily huge shipment of household soup-to-nuts that had been in storage up North for over 6 years. We brought a couple suitcases of summer clothes, and purchased a blow-up mattress to use until our shipment arrived. We had 10 days vacation to get organized and settled, before we had to return to Europe. As we landed at the Palm Beach airport, we waited at the baggage carousel for our new life to begin.

And waited, and waited. Moi bag did not arrive. As we prepared to head over to the claims department and try and track down my missing suitcase, TBG suddently realized he knew where the bag was: in the trunk of our car, parked at LaGuardia airport in New York City. Most of the bags had fit into our back seat, but my extra-large suitcase was stuffed into the trunk. Mignette was my carry-on. I had not one item of clothing, nor cosmetics, no books: nothing. (But TBG had both his carry-on and his suitcase, and his briefcase; even Mignette had everything she needed for the next 48 hours). Dilmena.

As usual, when faced with a dilemna, I took 2 steps:

1. go to Starbucks
2. throw money at the problem

So we drove into downtown Delray Beach, parked our rental in front of Starbucks on Atlantic Avenue, and TBG went inside while I waited outside with Mignette. And found immediately next door my new bff, Native Sun. Native Sun is a women’s boutique that carries every item needed to get by in Delray Beach Florida for the next 72 hours, except cosmetics. So while TBG was buying 2 frappucinos, Mignette and I were in the friendly hands of Christine and Kathy, and the pile next to the cash register was growing by the minute.

Typically, I don’t try clothes on. I prefer a slightly loose look, so I can usually eyeball for fit. And in a pinch, I’m a fast shopper. When TBG emerged with his hands full of foaming cold drinks, he quickly saw us through the huge picture window, and joined in the selection process. 30 minutes later, I had clothes to last the next few days, until I could get to Target and a mall and organize a slightly more extensive wardrobe.

To date, j’adore and still wear the outfits I bought on that first visit to Native Sun. But I have been back many many times. And so have my friends. And at Native Sun, we all buy.

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