The other day I went to the mall. Specifically, I headed to Forever 21 to peruse the racks in hopes of some new threads at a discounted price. It’s my go-to store. After leaving the store semi-empty-handed (I did buy some rings at $3.95) I strolled around.
There, in all it’s glory, was Anthropologie.
Am I in the mall? Or have I entered a chic farm shed? Hard to know. It’s as if I’m entering another world. Another expensive world.
I meander through the store. But where to start? Should I investigate the candelabras smelling of honeydew and creamsicles (which apparently is a smell)? Or the on-purpose grungy pottery glazed teapots? Or do I make my way to the clothes made with 100% recycled unicorn tears and parchment paper? It’s a tough choice, but I start with the apparel.
Each one is hung delicately and sits slightly higher than a normal hanger would. I reach for what appears to be a gray sweater and bump into the beachy armoire’s open doors, nearly losing my balance. It was all for nothing. This gray sweater is actually a hand scarf and costs $380. Thank goodness nothing fell, I would have knocked over the handmade gluten-free oatmeal cereal bowls.
Everything seems to be beyond my budget so I wander to the home section, eyeing a selection of spoons made with used fish hooks – this is why they’re metallic- some have scales pressed into them. I’m not really into fish, so I find gold napkin rings and hold on to them. I need to walk out of here with something, anything, to remember the occasion, even though I know I won’t use napkin rings since all I use are paper towels. Select-a-size to be exact.
But wait, I see the sale section. I pass the brushed denim fringed sandals and outdoor picnic arrangement, complete with rotting peaches and cactus. Could have been a real problem if I fell on that.
At the sale section I find tucked in the back, a lilac button-up blouse with penguins on the buttons. I must have it. I pensively turn over the price tag, thinking it will surely be over priced like the other baubles at the store. But no, it’s only $29.85 and it’s going to be mine.
Oh Anthropologie, you’re weird and wonderful. And really hard to spell.
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