I kind of twisted my ankle today.
Want to know how?
Ok, I was at TJ’s with Maman, scoping out the final piece of my first-day-of-work ensemble (I was in dire need of one of those “buttons up the side of the neck and shoulder” sweaters in black, to accompany my black pinstripe pants.)
<---- like that but black
Anywho, after I had secured that, I had wandered over to the men’s section because to be perfectly frank, they have much better v-neck sweaters in the mens S section than in any woman’s section. That’s when I saw it.
Pale Blue.
V Neck.
2. Ply.
100% CASHMERE.
This in and of itself may be unremarkable, but allow me to go on…the price tag on this sky-colored piece of heaven? $36!!! This is at least 75% cheaper than any cashmere I have come across in my travels and it fit perfectly and although it was in the men's section, it would have to be a very metrosexual man to pull this look off. So, in my excitement I ran over to Maman, who was perusing the candlesticks in home-goods, and slipped on a piece of wayward melting ice and plumeted to the floor, with only the tweed pants in my left hand to protect me from the cold tile ground (the cashmere, of course, I was clutching to my chest like a baby). The moral of this story? A twisted ankle is a small price to pay for marked down cashmere.
Monday, January 05, 2004
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