Oh yes. This happened.
Somehow we’d ended up at Bergdorf Goodman’s trying on $9,000
wedding dresses. I’m wearing a t-shirt while the women of society mill around
in the latest and the greatest name brand designers. Don’t get me wrong; I can
hold my own after working at Bloomies for a year. But as the sales associate
asked my friend to slip into the newest Vera Wang, I tried to remember how we’d
gotten here…
I think it had something to do with a pervious Friday night.
Didn’t someone grab my phone; make a bridal appointment, and say, “You’re going
to Bergdorf’s Clare! You deserve it!”
Yes. That someone can remain anonymous if they so choose.
But here we were, on a beautiful New
York Saturday, simply enjoying our time together at
the height of 5th Avenue
couture. I guess there’s nothing simple about Bergdorf’s, but it felt easy
enough.
And it didn’t matter that we couldn’t even afford a veil.
And it didn’t matter that the “cheaper” dress would still
have been 5 months of my current rent.
No, our biggest concerns were what we’d wear to a "Zenon party" in Brooklyn that night (You buy the tin foil for our costumes, or
me?) and if we had homework due on Sunday.
As my ol’ friend Notorious B.I.G. once said: “Mo’ money, mo’
problems.”
That's more like it.
2 comments:
zetus lapetus!
wait Britney, you got engaged, and didnt even bother to tell me, much less invite me to your wedding. sorry, this is low. jk. Btw, if you got my message I sent via facebook to you and David and Eric, you will already know that I am going to be in NYC from the 20th to the 26th for a conference. Please mark your calendar accordingly, so that we can meet up. And remind David and Eric about this as well, as they have also not responded to the message I had sent. Thank you, Britfit The Why, and have a nice day.
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