Who Am I?
Man, if you would have asked me this question 3 years ago, even though I was
almost 27 years old, I wouldn’t have known how to answer it. But 3 years later,
a month and a half from my 30th Birthday, I know exactly how to
answer it. I am Ashley Burton. An almost 30 Year old, Mama to the most
beautiful little girl ever, Girlfriend to the most amazing guy I could ask for,
Independent, Outgoing, Strong Willed, Loyal, Sophisticated, Successful, Hard
Working, Fashion Loving Female.
I.Love.
Fashion. Period. I don’t know exactly how to explain how much. I went to
“Fashion College” as I like to say, the year after I graduated High School. I
graduated with my AA in Fashion Design. I thought I was going to be a Fashion
Buyer, or a Fashion Designer, or ANYTHING to do with Clothes really. But… well…
then Reality happened. I realized how difficult it was to find a good paying
job in my Degree. How difficult it was to switch careers, and make less than I was
currently making, because, for a, then 21 year old, I was making pretty decent
money as a Store Manager of a Cell Phone Store in town. **Cheers to the degree
I have, that I’ve never really done anything with**. Now, that’s not to say
that my 2 adorable little Nieces, and handsome little nephew never saw the
fruits of my labor. They most definitely had their own little Fashion Line by
their own Auntie Ashley. – Sewing your own clothing is hard work! You could
go to Target and buy something equally as cute, -- or in some cases, cuter,
because… have you ever tried sewing a dress that is just pissing you completely
off, and still have it look… store quality – for less than what you spent on
the fabric, and the several hours it took you to cut out the pattern, and sew
that garment….. Let me tell you how fun that was……………
But it was
worth it to me… most of the time! To have my family – or anyone I made
something for – wear something that I made with my own hands! But, then… like
always happens…. Life happened. Work Happened... Being an adult happened… And
as soon as I knew it, I just stopped spending my free time in my craft room,
sewing clothing that they were only going to wear once, or maybe twice. If I
was lucky.
When you
reach a certain age, you realize, that the only thing that really matters, is
who you surround yourself with. I’ve spent the last year of my life realizing
that. Before a year ago, I would have to say that my work was my Number 1.
Everything revolved around my job. I mean, hey, it paid the bills right. It got
me that sweet ride in the driveway, that house over my head.. That closet full
of the cutest clothes money can buy… But I started to realize that it wasn’t
what made me happy. It actually made me quite pathetic, if I’m being honest…
“Hey Ashley, what do you do when you’re not working? – Said almost all of my
employees – My response was always – “What’s it like to not work?” Yeah… I
know… You don’t have to say it… Pathetic.
And then I
met Jamon and Addyson. I may not be that little girls Biological Mom, but I love her like my own. I’ve been in her life and his
life, since she was very little, and I have to say, They are the best thing
that’s happened to me. I. Love. Children. I always have. I’ve always been the
best Auntie ever. Not just because I let them get away with everything, -
Because, I mean. How do you become their favorite? – Being a Mama may not be
the easiest job ever. But I was definitely made for it. I would and always
will, do anything for either of them. I look forward to seeing them, everything
single day. That kiss you get from him after a long day at work. That smile on
her face when she sees you after not having seen you for 8 or more hours. I
love everything about it. I also LOVE dropping her off at, and picking her up
from Daycare whenever I can. When I was little, like, grade school little, I
have the fondest memories of my Mom and Step Dad dropping me off at, and
picking me up from school. I loved it. I remember all the kids talking about
how pretty my mom was. I remember my Step dad calming me down when I had a
panic attack about going to – Whatever grade it was – because I simply was so
scared to go be with kids I didn’t know. I want to be that for Addyson. I want
her to remember me dropping her off at Daycare/School. Kissing her goodbye.
Then being the first thing she sees when she’s ready to go home. – Sigh –
But, why are
you all here? Reading this boring little blog of mine. Ah yes, Fashion. Man I
love Fashion. Anything that has to do with Fashion. Clothing, Shoes,
Accessories. Love. Them. All. I have an obsession really. I guess is what you
can call it. Ever since I can remember, I’ve always gone through phases of
collecting certain things. Purses, Shoes, Tops, Pants, Bras, Underwear,
Necklaces ETC. I’ve collected it all. And I’m not just talking, I buy 5 or 6 of
something… I mean… I buy 10 to 20 of 1 thing… Who was the favorite when it came
time to Spring Clean? ** Raises Hand High**. I mean… It’s just money, right?
You can always make more…. To buy more =) that’s my motto… My credit cards may
not agree… but my closet would =)
Over the
last couple years, I’ve realized that I really don’t like wearing the same
thing very often. I know lots of people that have a handful of shirts, shoes,
tops… and they just rotate through them… yeahhhh…. That’s not me…. I find
myself creating the cutest freaking outfits ever… posting them on my Instagram
Page… And then forgetting all about it, because I just don’t like wearing the
same thing twice. Unless it’s that 1 pair of jeans that you have, with those
trusty T-shirts that you wear on the weekends. And then add a little girl into
the mix… Holy. Clothing. Overload. Literally. I don’t need to indulge MY clothing buying obsession for myself anymore… cause have you seen the little
girl clothes out there nowadays? Holy. Cuteness. Seriously. And Shoes? UGH.
Don’t even get me started. OBSESSED. Not only for Addyson… I mean… I know she
doesn’t need 17 pairs of shoes that I know she is just going to grow out of in
a few months…. But…. I mean… They would just go so cute with that Romper Outfit
and jean jacket that I just bought her from Target the other day…. Seriously
that’s the thought process I have. Anytime I go shopping. Don’t even get me
started on Buyer’s Remorse though. Ugh. That’s a blog for a whole ‘nother day.
No Joke.
So, my
thought process to Open my own little Online Boutique… You mean I can indulge
my Fashion Craving… for myself… and my little girl… But try and turn it into a
career that makes money? Uhm. Yeah! Sign me up! That was the whole thought of
“Lucinda Rose Boutique”. I always get told how “Cute” or “Amazing” some of the
outfits I put together are. Not just my Family, that HAVE to say that stuff to
me… But by any of my employees – Okay, yeah, I admit, they may be sucking up to
me – But numerous times, random strangers have approached me to comment on what
I’m wearing, or on my Instagram Page. So why not try and deliver that kind of
Fashion to people like yourselves!
So that’s
what this little Blog is going to be about. My Crazy Life as a Mama to a
gorgeous little girl, a girlfriend to this pretty darn amazing guy, Trying to
run a **Hopefully Successful** Online Boutique, and being an everyday
Fashionista. If you guys are at all interested in hearing more about my *So
Called Life*, Comment below or like this post! Or hey, better yet! Follow this
blog!
Until Next
Time! XX
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Ashley
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Don’t forget
to check out the site! www.ShopLucindaRose.com
