I Want to Go Shopping

The other day, I got lost in Bergdorf Goodman on my way to an event. This isn't to say that I took a quick look while en route. I actually had an event at the BG Bergdorf Goodman restaurant and had to wander from floor to floor in order to find it.

While my wallet (and heart) were sobbing, I realized that I hadn't gone shopping in such a long time. I stumble across adorable flats as I traipse around the blogosphere and roam Club Monaco for office-appropriate pencil skirts, but it's been ages since I've brushed my hand over a pair of suede booties or gotten lost in a rack of cashmere. I shop online so much that I've lost the tactile pleasures of being in a store.

Beautiful Bergdorf's is a prime example of the luxury that accompanies shopping in a store. I love RueLaLa and Gilt Groupe as much as the next girl on a budget, but you lose part of the experience. You can't touch the fabrics or stare at a dress for ten whole minutes (or else it'll be out of your shopping cart and in someone else's). So this weekend, I'm going to walk down to Bergdorf's and look and touch and try on some jeans and probably buy one thing. It'll be on sale, but that's alright. It still counts.

[photo cred here]