Young ladies end of the week! Needing some retail treatment, a sweetheart from secondary school and I went to energizing New York City for a few days of shopping and, well, all the more shopping.
Our inn, the Ritz Carlton, was found simply a street or two away from breathtaking Fifth Avenue where we spent most of our end of the week. Saturday morning, when the shops opened, we vivaciously started scrutinizing the racks at Bergdorf Goodman. Floor after floor of lovely attire allured us. Three hours and some Armani pants later, we developed marginally less vivaciously from the noteworthy dividers and started our stroll down Fifth Avenue. Louis Vuitton, Prada, Tiffany, Escada, Cartier, Gucci! We could have looked for quite a long time, if our feet would have permitted it. In the wake of making it mostly down the portion of shops, my splendidly pedicured and Manolo Blahnik shoed feet beseeched me to take a break. Hesitantly, we halted into a sandwich look for lunch. In the wake of reenergizing with nourishment and rest, we wound up back on Fifth Avenue in Yves Saint Laurent. I was looking for a couple of shades that would accommodate my face, and be in vogue without being excessively in vogue. Erin, my great companion and previous optician’s associate, had been mercilessly genuine about the glasses I had been taking a stab at for the duration of the day. Be that as it may, we both ended up going gaga for a couple of dim dark colored round focal points in YSL. I typically purposeful over my potential buys, however I didn’t squint before giving the business partner my charge card.
Erin’s perfectly custom fitted Armani pants and my YSL shades were the main buys made on this first day. We strolled tiredly back to the lodging, buys close behind, to crumple in our room viewing The Cosby Show before taking off for the night.
We didn’t leave that first shopping day without a significant exercise, however. Nourishment, caffeine, and agreeable (while still charming) shoes are essential for the plenteous measure of shopping we had arranged.
The following morning was a new beginning. Wearing my significantly more commonsense Cole Haan shoes, Streetwear we had a healthy breakfast (alright, I had a Coke, a waffle with chocolate syrup, nectar, and sugar on it, and a bowl of organic product, yet I was not lacking vitality thereafter). The prior night, we had made a rundown of all our must see stores and we began our trek to discover them. By some coincidence, we meandered into Salvatore Ferragamo where I found an impeccably delightful silver appeal wrist trinket. Notwithstanding two Ferragamo horseshoe charms, there were two gem studded shoe charms and a precious stone encrusted heart. As I referenced before, I brood over my potential buys before focusing on them. Erin and I made it precisely one half square before I made us pivot so I could purchase the arm jewelery.