A couple of days ago, an Exciting Thing happened to me. I came home from school to find a large stamp-encrusted parcel with my name on it sitting on a chair in the foyer of my apartment building. It was from my best friend Marge who lives in California.
When I visit her which is surprisingly often, we go shopping. We never go to Barneys or Saks or any of those snotty joints along Rodeo Drive in Beverly Hills. No, there's Nothing Upscale about Our Shopping Habits.
I absolutely loathe paying full price for clothes & I loathe shopping at Expensive department stores & boutiques, although I must admit that I once had a a weakness for 'Barneys', but I'm not sure why. 'Barneys' certainly didn't deserve it.
A few years ago while in LA with my daughter, I bought her an Olive green Mark Jacobs dress from 'Barneys'. At the exact moment when the salesperson handed me the black 'Barneys' bag with the dress inside, I honestly felt like I'd died & Become a Celebrity. Hopefully, I'm over all that now & have evolved to a Higher Level of Shopping.
But back to The Parcel.
It was full of little jewels bought presumably on sale at one of 'Our Stores' - 'Forever 21'. I'm not being in the least disparaging by saying that they must be sale items, because that's Our Thing. We only hang out at The Sale Racks, not just 'cos we're desperate to be frugal, but because of the wonderfully Smug feeling that not paying full price creates.
But we absolutely don't buy clothes at 'Forever 21'. They are not for us. But the jewels are.
I was so thrilled that Marge included the little 'Forever21' plastic bags. It almost, but not quite, made me feel that I'd had a Real 'F 21' shopping experience.