Donation Divas!

How It All Began!!!

Being part of the Chicktime Movement, you never forget the faces. One of the

faces sealed in my memory is a little girl named Christy. She had long black

hair and swooping bangs that she often hid behind. She didn’t smile much. If

you had her childhood, you wouldn’t either. Every day she wore one of two

black shirts and the same shoes. She didn’t want the other kids in school to

know she was in foster care. It was her shameful little secret.

The one bright thing in Christy’s life, was music. I’ll never forget seeing

that big smile that I had never met before, when she told me she was going

to be in a choir concert. But the smile quickly faded when she later found

out that if you wanted to be in the choir you had to wear a fancy black

dress, close-toed church shoes, and a matching sweater. To most of you

mothers out there, this is no big deal. But to Christy, this was everything.

She didn’t want to tell anyone that she didn’t have those things.

Thanks to Chicktime, I was there in her moment, and able to help. We had

kids clothing stored and Christy and I went to the warehouse to pick out her

concert outfit. She was so excited. But I wasn’t. Because we had to pick

her outfit out of ugly garbage bags. I had flash backs of when my mom would

take me shopping in the pretty stores, and how it would have felt if we went

shopping through other peoples’ trash.

Christy put on a brave face, even though I could tell she was disappointed.

And I don’t blame her. It broke my heart. And even though we found the

perfect outfit, and Christy’s concert was the highlight of her life, I

couldn’t let it go. There may not be much I can do to help her situation.

But by golly, I can do this. I can make sure no other child has to go

shopping for clothes in the trash. Not on my watch.

That day the Donation Divas Boutique was born. And with the help of

Chicktime and partner charities, we were able to create something pretty

amazing. Sure, to those of you who like to shop, you probably wouldn’t call

it fancy. But you should see the look in these young girls’ faces when they come

to pick out a new dress. The same look Christy gave me as we picked out her

concert dress, and a tear rolled down her cheek, and for the first time she

hugged me.

If you want to become part of this amazing boutique, please contact me at

katyb@chicktime.com for more information. It’s the little things that make

the biggest difference.

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