Friday, January 12, 2007

My Marcia Cross Experience or The Epic Journey of the Onesies

Now, let me begin by saying I don't know Marcia Cross. I mean I love her work and once I saw her make scrambled eggs on Martha, but she and I are strangers. So why do I have a post here about her?

Well, here's my tale.

EBK is participating in it's first celeb gifting thing. I had heard about this opportunity to gift Marcia Cross who is expecting twins later this year and I jumped at it. Then I realized, "hey wait, we don't make anything for babies." However, I didn't let that stop me. In my typical fashion, I said, "that's okay, we'll come up with something. Hmmm, caped onesies would be cute." So off to work we set designing a set of caped onesies for Marcia Cross's twins (of undisclosed gender).

I ordered onesies and material for the capes and Dave and I set to work on wording for the front of the tees. Let me tell you, all of this was remarkably challenging. I've found that the things that appear simple are always much more complex than you anticipate. For instance, Dave and I came up with about ten different concepts for the tees. But we did eventually pick one to go with.

Feeling confident with crossing the first hurdle, I set my sights on the next: the cape itself. Of course, there were many rounds of changes here too. How would it attach? What size should it be? How should it hang? Blah, blah, blah. Eventually, I think we figured that one out too.

So far so good. Nothing too hard.

I was rapidly approaching the deadline for these to be mailed. I worked all day to get them ready (pressing the transfers, making sure the sewing was acceptable, applying tags and labels). Then I realized something at 6:00 pm. I HAD TWO DIFFERENT SIZES OF ONESIES. NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

That's right. I had bought two of the same size but had a third in a larger size as my test one. Apparently, I had applied everything to the wrong one! What was I going to do? There was no time to have one in the correct size to ship to me. They had to go out in the mail first thing the next morning (and even at that rate they had to be overnighted).

"Wait!" I say, "I have one of the stores I purchased the onesie from in the area. Let me call."

Sorry, we don't have baby stuff in our store anymore. We just don't have the room. But they do have it at the Silver Spring location.

UGH! It is now about 6:15 pm and I have to travel 45 minutes away to head into a DC suburb during rush hour. Kids! Get ready to go out the door. We are on a mission!

So we pile into the car. I arm them each with some milk and fruit. We drive all the way down to Silver Spring and pick up the clothing. I drive back to our area, grab a quick bite and then it's home and then put the kids to bed. I spend the next hour or so piecing together the other cape and finally at about 10:30 the package is ready to be mailed. Sigh.

Now, I don't know if Marcia Cross's twins will ever even lay eyes on these things. If they don't it's okay. Seriously. I've made my peace. BUT if they do, I hope they enjoy the hell out of them! 'Cause Lord knows, those things went through their own epic journey to reach their destination.

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