Most days of the week, most weekends in the month, most holidays during the year (graduation season, included), you couldn't tempt me with a Cusp giftcard to put up with Georgetown. It's a mix of the crowd, the style, the stores, the tourists and their hold-everyone-up pace, and most notably, the ubiquitous sense of entitlement with which I inevitably come into contact that never fails to ruin my day.
Some days, though, WiscAve from Sequoia to Urban Chic and M St. from Hu's Shoes to Waterworks - Georgetown's shopping district - is good. Really good.
And sometimes, when the weather, the company, and your mood is just right, even the walk from Logan Circle to Lily-Pulitzer-central can turn a brokenhearted girl into a hopeful one.
If she stops at Betsy Fisher, that is, and drinks a Pinot spritzer while trying on a couple of beautiful dresses she might one day be able to afford.
Readers, enjoy below today's low-pixelage shopping diary:
Some days, though, WiscAve from Sequoia to Urban Chic and M St. from Hu's Shoes to Waterworks - Georgetown's shopping district - is good. Really good.
And sometimes, when the weather, the company, and your mood is just right, even the walk from Logan Circle to Lily-Pulitzer-central can turn a brokenhearted girl into a hopeful one.
If she stops at Betsy Fisher, that is, and drinks a Pinot spritzer while trying on a couple of beautiful dresses she might one day be able to afford.
Readers, enjoy below today's low-pixelage shopping diary:
Python-trimmed grey plisse racerback dress by June
($400, in-store only at the Betsy Fisher boutique)
I tried to look surprised instead of "I know, right?" when Betsy told me this dress made my chest look amazing.
Eyelet housewife dress by Vivienne Tam
Eyelet housewife dress by Vivienne Tam($445, in-store only at the Betsy Fisher boutique)
I imagine myself wearing this dress commando with pearl studshanding the man I love a packed-with-care sack lunch while
whispering in his ear how I'm going to ______ his ______ off
when he gets home from work.
High-waisted black-scribble-print pencil skirt
($149, in-store only at Club Monaco)
L insisted you get an ass shot. Thank her, not me.
Metallic Ankle-Strap Sandal by Maison Martin Margiela($645, in-store only at Hu's Shoes)
In the end, pricey duds are nice, but all a girl really needs on a sunny May day is to find an identical twin (in black) to her
under-$100 red Zara baby and a thick-strawed Thai bubble
milk-tea with extra tapioca bubbles ($4.25 at Snap)
Okay, that's complete bullshit.
The truth is, I offered the extremely gracious salesman at Hu's his choice of any and all of my vital organs - even those I only have one of - for those unbelievably sexy, unbelievably so very me, last-pair-in-my-size gold-bangle-ankle-strap stilettos but he wouldn't budge. Sugar Daddies, please take note -- I wear a 38.
