There was this girl in elementary school that seemed to exude coolness and style…even in 1st grade. She was phenomenal. I’m sure every school has at least one and the one I went to school with was Brenda. She was the opposite of me with dark curly hair, brown eyes, and dimples.
It all started when 2nd grade started and Brenda showed up to school with her ears pierced. In 2nd grade…unheard of (yes I am oldish). Getting my ears pierced became my new obsession and my poor dear mother had to endure day after day of my incessant begging/pleading/speeches about having my ears pierced.
One day as I was begging my mom for pierced ears she quickly closed up the ledger at her bookkeeping job and declared today was the day. I died. Suddenly…I was scared. It was a forever decision. I would forever have holes in my ears. But it was one of the best things I ever did because on my 20th anniversary my husband gave me these beautiful diamond studs…thank goodness I had holes in my ears!
They are a forever piece along with my Regal Heart Pendant James Avery necklace.. I now wear my diamond studs every day and rarely will you see me without my James Avery necklace on I bought more than 10 years ago. They are forever pieces.
Sometimes you know something instantly is going to be something you have forever. It is so the epitome of “you” and you can’t imagine ever finding anything you like more.
That is exactly how I felt one day when I walked into my local thrift store and spotted this Arhaus sofa.
Lucky for me, no one in the thrift store had any idea of the treasure they had just marked $100. I knew. I also instantly knew it would be a forever piece. Its upholstery made fade and be replaced and kids may make stains on it and its cushions may start to sag. It may go for tune ups at the upholsterer sometime in the future, but it will always come back to my loving home.
She has a graceful curve to her back that I adore while doing dishes at the kitchen sink.
She greets me each morning as I emerge from my bedroom with her incredible tufting.
Her soft shade of moss green changes with the light.
The sides and arms are a joy to behold as I sit drinking my coffee. I know I am gushing…I think I have a sofa crush.
She’s a lady. Like me, she is a soft place for my kids to land. Like me, she comforts them when they are feeling down with her soft touch and coziness. Like me, she’s up for movie nights and having truck races. Like me, all the wear and tear she will endure in her life will only make her more beautiful…not old. She’s phenomenal. She really is. So are you…phenomenal.
Just to remind you of that I thought I would share Maya Angelou’s fantastic poem, Phenomenal Woman, to end this post. After reading this I want you to go sit on your sofa tell her she’s phenomenal and tell yourself you are too. 🙂 Enjoy!
Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.
I’m not cute or built to suit a fashion model’s size
But when I start to tell them,
They think I’m telling lies.
I say,
It’s in the reach of my arms
The span of my hips,
The stride of my step,
The curl of my lips.
I’m a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.
I walk into a room
Just as cool as you please,
And to a man,
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees.
Then they swarm around me,
A hive of honey bees.
I say,
It’s the fire in my eyes,
And the flash of my teeth,
The swing in my waist,
And the joy in my feet.
I’m a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.
Men themselves have wondered
What they see in me.
They try so much
But they can’t touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them
They say they still can’t see.
I say,
It’s in the arch of my back,
The sun of my smile,
The ride of my breasts,
The grace of my style.
I’m a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.
Now you understand
Just why my head’s not bowed.
I don’t shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud.
When you see me passing
It ought to make you proud.
I say,
It’s in the click of my heels,
The bend of my hair,
the palm of my hand,
The need of my care,
‘Cause I’m a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.
-Maya Angelou
I’m sharing this incredible sofa find at a lot of great link parties. Check them out.
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Tuesday
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Wednesday
[Treasure Hunt Thursday] [Wow Us Wednesday]
Thursday
[Craftberry Bush] [French Country Cottage] [Share Your Style]
Friday
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What a lovely post paired with the Maya Angelou poem! There’s nothing better than having a well-loved sofa to curl up on.
Thanks so much Joanne. I agree, a comfortable sofa is a must for any home.
Your girl looks great!!! Enjoy!
Thanks Sheila…my fellow thrift store gal!
I too have a forever sofa. I’ve had it for 46 years, recovered once and still loving it!
Hmmm…we’ve all enjoyed many a cup of coffee on that sofa. I’m sure many more to come too!
Oh my word, what a fabulous find. I love it.
Thanks Marty! Sometimes the thrift store gods look kindly upon me and unbelievable finds fall in my lap…or my tushie falls in them 🙂
What a fabulous find! And at thrift store for an amazing price, it makes it all that more special and exciting!
Thanks Jessica. I am still pinching myself about this find. Thanks for looking and commenting. I really means a lot to me.
Great post. Thanks for suggesting i read it.
My 35 year old phenomenal sofa, bought a couple of years before I married, was long enough for my tall husband to lie down full length while listening to his music. And was the go-to bed on sick days.
It was reupholstered once.
Then he died.
I didn’t have the heart to have done all the repairs it needed ,so sent it off to a thrift. Now i have a short loveseat while i look for the next forever sofa, though it won’t have to last nearly as long as we did. So I can be less fussy, right? Or maybe not, like Maya, I’m worth the best I can afford….
Thanks, Nancy, for sharing that poem. It means a lot to the inner me…for reasons i can’t go into here…..
btw, the blue pitcher? It had been in the shop for weeks at $15…but it waited for my third visit and then spoke to me the language of older age women: “Half-price…….”
Everything works out as it is supposed to. Am going to proclaim it to my small world on a sign over the mantel…!!!!LOL
You cannot be serious that you bought that sofa for $100… Well, that is very. VERY. impressive.
Quite a lovely piece of furniture, she is.
Envious, I am.