La Lobe

Several years ago, when Lauren wanted to get her ears pierced, I told her that she would have to wait until she was 8.  Where 8 came from I'm not certain, I suppose that I remember being about 8 (my Aunt Miriam took me to the Merle Norman in DeVargas mall in Santa Fe....why I remember that with such specificity I have no idea!), so it seemed like a good enough number.  But when 8 finally rolled around last summer, she had no interest in doing it, and so it passed.

But for some reason, this week she brought it up again, and so we had it done.  Yesterday, after a full day of tennis lessons, a piano recital, and a Brownie excursion, we trekked to La Lobe in Preston Center, which is apparently a Dallas institution in ear piercing.  The woman was great and very informational, I learned so much about what earrings to wear and not wear and why -- I wish I'd had some of the knowledge when I was younger!

She chose some teeny tiny garnet studs (she wanted rubies, which are her birthstone, but since they were out she figured that garnets were close enough), and couldn't look any prettier in them.  Here she is.