A few days ago I was shopping in Boston's Copley Squarewhen I decided to head into Neiman Marcus
I was browsing some of the high end makeup and skincare lines; Chantecaille, Darphin, La Prairie, when I decided to head over to fragrance to see what was new.
I had heard about the new Valentino fragrance and how beautiful the bottle was but I wanted to see for myself. True to all of the hype is really is a beautifully crafted package and the fragrance is divine. I sprayed some on myself and then took in the gorgeous floral scent.
"Can I help yeeeeeeew?" I looked up and a very well coiffed sales lady was peering at me.
"Oh no thank you. I'm just looking."
I took a few more peaks at what was new. I wasn't that taken with the new Gucci fragrance but I was absolutely loving the David Yurman EDP. The sales lady stared me down, which I can't stand. Peering at me over your Chanel glasses is not going to make me want to spend money.
Just then I received a phone call and went outside to take it. As I was hanging up, I happened to catch a waft of myself. It was the Valentino perfume. It had sat on my skin for a while and the dry down was absolutely amazing.
My 'I NEED THAT' instincts kicked in and I raced for the escalator. But before I stepped foot back into the store I stopped and talked myself off of the ledge.
"Lisa, you need to stop. You used to be so impulsive with purchases and it got you into a lot of trouble financially. I know you love this fragrance now and maybe you will love it tomorrow too. But get a sample of it first and try it out. That way you'll know that you really REALLY love and then maybe after you've lived with it for a little while you can come back and get it."
"But, self, I want it now!"
"Lisa..."
"Ok."
I walked back over to the fragrance counter and Chanel Glasses lady had a friend with her, a fellow sales associate. I smiled at Chanel Glasses.
"Hi."
"Hi. How can I help yeeeeeeeeeeeeew?"
"Well, I sprayed the Valentino on me and I love it. It's so amazing."
"Mmmmmm...iiiiiiiisn't it?" That was the other sales associate. She was staring me up and down. Her gaze stopped on my Old Navy jeans and then made their way up my body to my LL Bean rain coat.
I focused my attention on Chanel Glasses. "Do you have any samples of it? I'd like to try it before I commit."
"I don't think we do but let me double check."
"We don't," said the other woman curtly.
What a beast!
Chanel Glasses actually opened a few drawers before confirming what the other associate had already stated.
"Maybe you can put it on your Christmas list and someone can buy it for you."
What is what I hate about big name department stores?! They assume if you're not decked out in Tory Burch that you don't have the cash. Did they not see Pretty Woman?! Don't assume anything.
I turned to the beastly woman and said, "First of all, I'm Jewish so I don't have a Christmas list (I'm not Jewish) and second of all, I can buy it myself I just wanted a sample to make sure I wouldn't hate it."
I left the two woman standing there with their mouths agape and hustled out of the store as fast as my Nine West flats could take me!