Even though I favor grunge-wear, I enjoy seeing high-fashion. So Maura, who has a designer's eye, and I headed up Madison and Fifth avenues after lunch on Saturday.
But the experience was a let-down. Everyone was dressed as if going to a carnival: in T-shirts, shorts, sneakers and flip-flops...and many were carrying cameras. (Including me! But I was wearing a tank top with sequins!) And the stores were...well, not exactly inviting. Not because they had snooty vibes but because we could not get past the cosmetics' counters without getting accosted!
But the experience was a let-down. Everyone was dressed as if going to a carnival: in T-shirts, shorts, sneakers and flip-flops...and many were carrying cameras. (Including me! But I was wearing a tank top with sequins!) And the stores were...well, not exactly inviting. Not because they had snooty vibes but because we could not get past the cosmetics' counters without getting accosted!
When at last we made it upstairs, we discovered that there were no clothes anywhere. Sections of floor were closed off for renovation. What? No clothes at Henri Bendel's?!
We were now deep into the store's accessories' section. But Bendel's has only one set of exit doors, and they are located beyond the dense makeup counters and perfume sprayers we'd managed to escape earlier.
Well, we made it out alive without hurting anyone. The other store we went to (and quickly exited) was Bergdorf's. It was too overwhelming.
That said, Fifth Avenue had a few noteworthy storefronts. Besides Louis Vuitton, there was Christian Dior:
(Apparently Christian Dior will provide car service to their boutique to its customers. Nice.)
And then, in a completely different class of its own, there was this:
And then, in a completely different class of its own, there was this:
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