Sample Sale Nightmare

Tuesday, May 21, 2013


Scene from Confessions of a Shopaholic

I had been gearing up for the Rebecca Minkoff sample sale for weeks, anticipating finding a ton of drastically marked down designer goods, basking in my comeuppance and showing off my prize earnings on multiple outfit posts.

Well...my dream was incredibly different from the reality I faced last Saturday morning.  I arrived at the Beach Street Starbucks promptly at 9:30am to meet up with my friend and co-conspirator, Caity, before we were to head down to the Argonaut Hotel for the sample sale.  She was running a little late, due to a cat-related accident, so we decided it was probably best to just connect at the venue.  As I approached the banquet room, where the melee was to ensue, I saw a line, that if stretched out perfectly straight, I swear, could have measured, a mile long.  I took my place, assuring myself that there would be enough inventory for everyone, so not to be intimidated by the massive amount of people and head pounding chattering going on.  Caity had arrived by then and we just casually conversed amongst ourselves until the clock struck 10...and the doors swung open.  You would have thought these women were possessed, as pure determination took over their entire beings.

When Caity and I finally made our way into the space, we were greeted by a stampede, or as my boyfriend likes to say, "pigs at a trough".  Women sprinting with dozens of handbags cradled in their little arms, still delicately wrapped in cellophane, grabbing anything that crossed their path of vision.  It was absolutely nuts and gave me a really disturbing glimpse into what greed and gluttony really look like.

In the end, I did purchase one bag (as seen here), not amazingly discounted, but a lovely color that few people wanted.  I patiently waited my turn, and did not have to cut, elbow, or verbally abuse anyone to get it.

I understand the excitement surrounding  a sale, especially if it's a designer you're loyal to, but I do not respect nor comprehend the utter lack of social consciousness surrounding it.

The moral of the story, is from now on, I will do my scouring of sales on the interwebs, in the privacy of my own home, and on my own time.


11 comments:

  1. Haha. It was definitely an experience, but I'm sticking to online shopping going forward! :)

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    1. Well thank you for being my sounding board. Glad we were able to co-commiserate. :)

      xx

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  2. This literally made me laugh out loud. I can't even imagine, atleast you came out unharmed and with a new beauty!

    xx Cara

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    1. Haha...thanks Cara. It was like preparing for war!

      Can't wait to debut our collaboration!

      xx

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  3. This is hilarious, bummed I missed the memory with you and Caity. Next time? I'm sure it'll have to be the worlds best sale to get you there with me.

    xoDonna
    www.soyouagree.com

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    1. Oh yea, I could have totally seen your alter ego coming out at that point. Those women meant bizness! :)

      xx

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  4. Now I'm relieved that Bethann and I got there so late! There wasn't much left by then, but at least much of the chaos was over. Glad you and Caity came out unscathed!
    xo
    Julia

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    1. I didn't know you and Bethann went! Yea, probably best that you missed the melee. It was intense. Haha

      xx

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  5. I don't know girl! I love a good sample sale...and I am pretty aggressive!

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    1. Hahaha...I love it! Hey. At least you own it! That's probably why you have so many fabulous pieces. :)

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  6. Yikes, I'm cool off of an experience like this! I'm all about the RM sample sale online ;)

    xo Carlina
    AllergicToVanilla.com

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