I knew it was going to be a slow day at work so I decided to head down to Chelsea for my lunchbreak to buy a lil' somethin' somethin' for my man for Valentine's Day. He has bought into the skinny tie thing but does not yet have a tie bar, which in my mind goes hand-in-hand with the craze. Unfortunately for him (and for my credit) it turns out that today is the opening day of the spring warehouse sale at Barney's. Jewelry wasn't on display, but plenty of other things were, including my new Captial E Levis corduroy pants!
Fellow Americans - it is our duty to purchase items in order to help revive the economy, is it not? And is it a crime that after doing so, I end up looking amazing as a result. Okay, okay, I mean even more amazing than usual (thank you, thank you). But let's not focus on me - let's focus on the issue at hand, the American economy....
Really though, for those who aren't in the know, the sale is one of the most unique I've ever been to. Barney's (a large, high-end department store based out of NYC) closes it's Chelsea store and opens it as a warehouse store, with piles and racks of clothing, shoes, suits, belts, etc scattered throughout. One of the most amusing aspects of the event (and an added bonus for us voyeurs) is that since there is no dressing rooms available, you must drop trou or remove shirt right there in the store in front of the hordes in order to try something on. In your average suburban mall this would be a travesty, but in NYC, the city built upon image control, most everyone looks amazing (and probably enjoys putting on a show as much as the others enjoy watching it.
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