I went to Tyson's Corner Mall today. It was a luxury shopping experience. I did not quite realize what that meant until today. I'd never been to Neiman Marcus before. I should have dressed up. Next time, I will wear nicer shoes. I also went into Saks Fifth Avenue, and stores I've never heard of that sold evening gowns for more than I earn in 3 months. It was kind of fun to look. I do have to admit; really expensive clothes look and feel very nice. Cheap knock-offs are not quite the same.
What amazed me was the sale bins for handbags. My current purse cost $11 from JC Penney's about 5 years ago. The prices on the sale bin purses were crazy. These are the purses that are just thrown into a bin, with no order. They are not displayed on racks or shelves or anything. Just thrown in a bin. Check it out. There were lots of shoes that I've only heard of from movies, television, and those chick lit books where the main character is addicted to shopping. Like Prada. I felt like I was in a television show.
After 3 hours, trying on a few rediculously priced jackets, and rubbing elbows with elegantly-clad sales staff, and admiring evening gowns that were works of art, I was almost tempted to spend $750 for a pair of shoes. Almost. I really did like this handbag, though. Now I understand why the people in those books go bankrupt over shoes and clothes. There really is a difference between a $80 dress and an $800 dress, especially when you are surrounded by people wearing $800 dresses.
What amazed me was the sale bins for handbags. My current purse cost $11 from JC Penney's about 5 years ago. The prices on the sale bin purses were crazy. These are the purses that are just thrown into a bin, with no order. They are not displayed on racks or shelves or anything. Just thrown in a bin. Check it out. There were lots of shoes that I've only heard of from movies, television, and those chick lit books where the main character is addicted to shopping. Like Prada. I felt like I was in a television show.
After 3 hours, trying on a few rediculously priced jackets, and rubbing elbows with elegantly-clad sales staff, and admiring evening gowns that were works of art, I was almost tempted to spend $750 for a pair of shoes. Almost. I really did like this handbag, though. Now I understand why the people in those books go bankrupt over shoes and clothes. There really is a difference between a $80 dress and an $800 dress, especially when you are surrounded by people wearing $800 dresses.
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Wow. Quality is one thing, but a lot of those clothes are just garish and silly. There was a store in the Prudential mall that had nothing in it except a dozen or so shoes and a few handbags. I thought at first it was having a liquidation sale and that was all that was left. Then I realized that the sale of any one of those items would probably pay for a month of the salesperson's salary.
I'll stick with my $8 jeans. Funny story: I wore one of my flannel shirts to Starlight last week and set it down for a moment. When I came back, someone had thrown it away because they thought it was a donation and it was too worn to accept. It's nice to know my clothes are below the standards of homeless people.
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