Mother's Day, a few days late.

Sometimes, a girl just needs her mom.

Some are fortunate enough to live close to their moms, but with 3,000 miles between us, I'm not one of the lucky ones. But no matter the distance, she's always there when you need her most. And for me that moment I needed mommy most happened to coincide perfectly with my family vacation to the East coast.

Since I can remember, my mom always gave me the freedom to do what I wanted and dress how I like and taught me not to take shit from anyone about it. My mom is the reason (whether she knows it or not) that I had the confidence to wear some of the things I did. I would come out of my room, wearing two different colored shoes (Punky Brewster was a major fashion influence) and three pony tails, and my mother would barely bat an eye. I have her to thank for a lot of things, but not stifling my creativity was the best thing she could have ever done for me.

She also had a knack for dressing the whole family impeccably. Easter Sunday was our favorite

Only a few days prior to my much anticipated Anderson Family Vacation to Charleston SC, I was feeling desperate to get out of the city and breathe a little fresh air. I got my wallet stolen on the bus and went through a tiny bit of heartache in my personal life. I was ready to be more than just a phone call away from my mommy.

One of my favorite things to do when I'm home is go to Target with my mom. It's cheesy, but I like to spend the time driving through the suburbs in the minivan with her. I like the stop and go of the busy road, if only for that one day. I like to meander through the usual departments- the clothes, the make up, the home goods. But this time around it was a little different! I'm still not spending money on my own clothes, and I now needed a new wallet. 

Retail therapy is a real thing and probably the reason for at least 60% of what I own. New stuff just makes you feel better. It's a fact, and its lasting effect keeps you coming back for more, which is where my troubles began.  

It was just what I needed- a day running errands in suburban monotony with my awesome mom, catching up and letting her buy me some treats without feeling the guilt. I'm thankful for way more than the things she buys me, but sometimes you just need to be a little spoiled. 

Thank you mommy for allowing me to indulge in the things I didn't need. 

It was definitely the best vacation ever.