Well. Today I made my first ever purchase from the SF outpost of Barney's NY. I have never before been surrounded by so many well-dressed gay men (sorry, Castro, not even you can compare). Nor have I ever been surrounded by so many fussy, confused Europeans. Seriously, just pick out a tie. Do you really need to sales associate to help determine your taste in neckwear? Actual quote: "We are looking for something fun... but not TOO fun." No. Just look at the ties until you see one you like and then pay the $250 on it and be on your way.
Needless to say, I was not purchasing ties. Just jeans and a dramatically marked-down t-shirt. The jeans had been budgeted for, but not the t-shirt, so this took some serious financial consideration on my part. I definitely don't fit into the typical demographic that frequents Barney's.
Sales associate: Would you like to take the t-shirt as well?
Me (fumbling with my phone, trying to connect to mobile banking): Um, lemme just check my bank account first...
Eventually I caved. It has feathers on it. C'mon. How could I pass? And as for the jeans, in my defense, I tried to get the old ones fixed, and was told that the four (not one, but FOUR) massive holes in the crotch were essentially irreparable. Sigh. And unfortunately, I'm a denim snob. J BRANDS 4 LYFE. If you see me out tonight, I will most likely be wearing my new things. Now that is an exciting prospect.
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