Divaliciously Savvy The + sized way!: Nine West lead to Tears

Yesterday I visited one of my fav stores Nine West Outlet on the OBX, NC. I am fortunate to live right by them, Coach and, Ralph Lauren Polo just to name a few.

I was in this store earlier in the week and saw this electric cobalt blue clutch that I have been now dreaming about all week. I had to have it now so when I entered the store, just say that I came out with more than just the clutch, but I also met these most amazing and Divaliciously managers of my life.

We talked about shoes, handbags, feet, animal prints, then the Convo transitioned to AIDS/HIV Awareness. One of the manager's had this terrifying story of his younger brother and his journey of being HIV/AIDS positive. The story will touch ur soul once you hear it, the natural human being in you so all I could do was cry of course! The tears poured so heavy I went from this Diva to a lush. When he was telling me the story of his brother and all their efforts in the awareness of this fatal disease all I could do was think about my Uncle Ricky.

You talking about the most Divaest person in the world it was him. He put the Capital D in Diva even before it was such a name. He helped raise me, he love to style me, and he even named me. He is where I got my since of uniquest and knowing that it is ok being different. I remember being 4 with a leather two piece pink skirt suit. It was soooo cute. I was 5 with Mink coats and tons of jewelry that my uncle bought me. He was my heart my love and I love him still. He had me enrolled early as a D.I.T. (diva in training). Lol!!

He was diagnosed with AIDS in 1989. The same year my Dad died ironically enough. My Uncle Ricky was gay and contracted the disease from his life long partner. His partner was the carrier so you can imagine the deception when my Uncle found out that he is now effected. He died in 1991 and everyday doesn't go by where I don't think him. Especially since my wedding was just 3 months ago all I can vision is him in the audience looking on to his baby girl. (Great tip at weddings, I set up a remembrance table to recognize those who couldn't be there, it helped bring their presence to our special day.)

When I heard the manager's story a light clicked on and I then realized it wasn't the cobalt bag I came into this store for its a whole lot more and now my life is going to be changed forever. To hear the passion in the manager story and all his family efforts I just knew that I have to be apart of this effort now. This could be what I can do to help our communities learn about the seriousness of this disease and how it is attacking out culture and our people at alarming rates.

Now I went to Nine West for a clutch and came out with 2 handbags and a new desire and purpose for life. Sometimes these moments come when you least expect it but I am learning to accept them and try to move forward and make a difference in our world. Of course I will still crying all the way home, and when I arrived home, I hugged my husband so tight then ate a whole big bag of Doritos. That's when I realized I was at the right place at the right time today talking to the right people. Only one person could have that type of control and we know who that is! It was no need to be sad anymore now it was time to rejoice!

I encourage us not only to find our niche, but to find it where our community could benefit from our story, our experiences, and our life lessons. The feeling from it, could be on a level that we have never experienced. It has no price tag not even the value of a pair of "red bottoms," but this sense of accomplishment like no other. I want that sense of calmness and achievement in my life. I think that will heightened my level as a person and shape me into the person I was destined to be with a whole new degree of divaliciousness!! ~~ Whats ur thoughts?? Have you found that passion??

Here is the Blue Clutch, I kept dreaming about....