With 2012 upon us and a recent trip to a sunny Miami, there’s a few obsessions to be had. As I mentioned yesterday, the blog needs to be a top priority this year. I am thinking of new little ideas to keep the posts regular, my readers informed and of course along for the ride with me. So Tuesday’s are going to be a little column on what my little heart is festering on.
We all know my obsession with Céline….more like disorder, but we all have our issues. On our little outing to Bal Harbour, the only current store in the US, I knew my excitement would only build as we got closer. (anytime the flagship wants to open on Madison would be lovely.) I could feel its presence from the parking lot. No sale items. No crowds. Just me and my Céline’s. Phoebe Pinks, Philo Purples. Prints. Neons. Brights. Shoes. Leather jackets. Bags. More bags. Wallets. Cashmere sweaters. Washed Denim. It was all there for the taking. As I grazed from fixture to fixture, hand sweeping motions across the most luxurious of fabrics, my heart would swell. Every detail noted. Every detail loved. My shopping partner quickly reminded me of the spending freeze we were taking part of. I nodded with disagreement, but kept my end of the deal up. I fixated my eyes onto the sunglasses as a way to escape this depressing conversation. Well, we are in Miami folks and it was blinding sunny. This didn’t warrant approval to purchase.
And there I tried a pair on…. Two pairs. Three pairs. The whole display.*
Here’s the thing about Céline….classic, timeless, cost per wear is less important than compliment per wear.** Go figure, that the Audrey shade swept my heart. Breakfast at Tiffany’s? My ultimate favorite! So there we were…Audrey and I discussing just how fantastic these would be to conceal my stalking PR moves. And then…. my dream cloud vanished and I realized I wouldn’t be having these to shield my eyes from blinding price tags or fashion crimes until April 1…or when NYC opens. Ladurée macaroons and new sunnies for a grand opening? It’s only fitting.
*accessories would be passed onto a future daughter, long life span potential
**future post regarding equation:
COST PER WEAR: $355/300 days (65 bad weather days) = $1.18 a day. less than a diet coke purchase.
COMPLIMENT PER WEAR: “I’m obsessed with (insert accessory or item of clothing here). They look simply amazing on you!” Well that’s simply priceless and can’t be measured. And with that, it’s a “Thank. you. very. much.” (Sorry Amex, but you just lost the argument) but more on that later.
Images Courtesy of: garance dore, Céline, Bal Harbour, Madison Ave. Celine flagship