Shopped, Dropped
I thought that the best thing about being jet-lagged would be that I wouldn’t have any trouble getting out of the house to be at Saks by 8 a.m. today. (Usually I’m just up early on Dec. 26 out of sheer excitement.) Alas, no. My brand of jetlag has me napping around 6 p.m., staying up till 2 a.m. and sleeping past noon. So I had to drag myself out of bed this morning — no matter how tired I was, I wasn’t going to miss what’s truly the best shopping day of the year.
Or at least that’s what it used to be. Was I just off my game from sheer exhaustion? Because I found the sales today to be pretty uninspiring. And apparently so did everyone else; the Saks shoe department was a bit of a war zone, but the rest of the store was fairly civilized. (Through the muddle of my sleep-deprived brain, I registered that there were several women there who’d brought their husbands. My thoughts, in order: 1. These men are brave, and 2. These women are foolish.) I ended up just picking up a white shirt and a mauvish brushed cotton trench from Ports 1961.
By 9:45 I was about to collapse. I had my purchases sent — couldn’t even bear carrying a shopping bag — and had a perfunctory browse through the designer stuff on the third floor. Tried on a few Missoni things, but decided to pass. I really, really wanted to go home at this point, but I felt obligated to make the rounds today — pride, you know?
There was barely a buzz at Bergdorf’s, and they weren’t having their usual 50% off markdowns after-Christmas sale. I had to go see if there were any Laineys left, and after walking back and forth and back again on the sixth floor, I finally spotted a few sad sweaters hanging on a hidden away rack. (They really need to stop moving the Laineys around — in the past year they’ve been displayed in four different places on the sixth floor, none of them particularly prominent.)
In a fog, I headed out of Bergdorf’s at 10:30, so looking forward to the cozy confines of my bed. Though pretty much empty-handed, I didn’t feel too bad, since I’d already ordered this Missoni sweater (70% off!) and Prada acorn pumps (kitschy and so this-season-only, but 2/3 off!) from saks.com late on Christmas Eve. Next year, I just might sleep in and do all my shopping online!
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