Showing posts with label Beacon's Closet. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Beacon's Closet. Show all posts

2.16.2009

Score


I'm pleased to say NY wasn't a bust. I didn't get sick over the weekend. I felt a little ill but that was self induced....(that is all I will say).

I went to the Barney's Warehouse sale - I've never been to a warehouse sale in the city, it was definately an experience. Lot's of women clammering for items, a bunch of designer garb, still overpriced and people trying things on in the aisles. I managed to see what I believed were models, some bad plastic surgery and ppl with way too much money or great credit card limits. I should've walked out empty handed but landed a bitchin pair of Miu Miu's. I really couldn't pass up the deal .... (that is all I will say). Also, there is no recession in NYC. Seriously, it's crazy, so many people shopping, eating and drinking? What are they doing that I'm not. I need to get 'in' on the action.

I balanced my shopping karma by going to a consignment/exchange store (Beacon't Closet) in Brooklyn where I passed by a boutique and got these Ugg driving loafers for $20. Nope... not a typo. New in the box and it really was UGG Australia opposed to Ug or Igg or some crazy knock off. They retail for about $130. So score!
We ate, we drank, we shopped. We were also overstimulated while people watching. When is it a good idea to wear a sequined mini skirt and medal/leather biker boots? Why would a woman in a buzzcut (not hot... so very not hot) who looked like a midwest meat and potatoes brood dye her hair magenta and wear pink makeup? Was she on crack or the Drew Carey show? Why was I being visually assaulted? Did I do or say something to deserve such treatment? Or were the blogging gods watching over me to give me something to sass about?

9.30.2008

Silver Sprung so pedestrian

First, had a delightful time in New York last week. Went shopping but didn't have to sell my doggie for my shopping addiction - which is good. I'm a pro on the subway and scored fab vintage deals. Yay, Beacon's Closet in Park Slope.

Second, didn't go to the Renaissance Festival to make fun of the carnies. It was too muddy to venture out. Initially, I thought someone above didn't approve of my gratification at others expense... but really, really? Carnies. Come on. I hope to have fodder in the future to blog on. This means I must go before it ends!! CARNIES!!

Lastly, Silver Spring - the lovely hub of slick surburban living is getting all fancy with a new transit stop and a gazillion bus stops. Normally this would be a good thing, people, bad fashion to poke fun of, pick pocketing opportunities galore. But nay, not if it imposes where you have to be and not if it increases the number of vagrants meandering around where you are. I don't take kindly to people asking for money unless they are family and I don't take kindly to them either. (mostly because the phrase 'borrow' is injected when we all really know the correct phrase is 'give') Alas. I love my family but I do not like strangers and especially a whole bunch of them, taunting Darwinism and subconsciously asking me to mow them down in my vehicle.