All CAMPER shoes are $49.95 at 6pm

September 3rd, 2008

my bff calls and says, “i’m having a camping party for my birthday. you’ve gotta come down! you’ll love my friends.” a guy friend emails, “third annual camping bash, october 1-4. don’t miss it. it’s a great group of people!” what is this? summer’s pretty much over and everybody’s got campers on their mind? it does seem there’s a certain snap in the air, making a weekend outdoors not seem so impossibly hot. ok, i’m game.

i’m especially game when i see
6.pm has ALL THEIR CAMPER SHOES AT $49.95!!! what? i can hardly believe it. that’s… like… waaaaay better than a few burnt smores. at that price, one could pick a few for the get-away weekend. (yes, ladies, even in the great outdoors YOU must have your choices!)

for the gathering of wood, may we suggest the pull-on suede boot, LP-45359.

Vegas Baby

September 2nd, 2008

I’ve just returned from my very first trip to Las Vegas. And oooohhhhh what a trip it was! What started off as an innocent little sight seeing trip……..well, ok I DID plan to gamble & drink a tad…….turned into a full blown, neon lit trip of torture! But oh it hurt so good!! OK….I’ll elaborate since I sound like the potty minded girl my mother NEVER wanted me to become. Anyway…….there I was……walking down the Vegas strip……taking in all of the sights & sounds……the glare of the kajillion watts of lights…..the friendly chirping of the slot machines……the occasional 80’s cover band…….the good-natured slurring of the alcohol soaked tourists when I, quite by accident I might add, stumbled across the Shops at the Forum.

A three story wonderland filled with all of my favorite famous people……Roberto Cavalli, Versace, Gucci, Valentino………my grin was just about as big as I thought possible when I saw it……Jimmy Choo. I felt faint. I fell silent as I pressed my nose against the glass (it was closed.can you believe it?!) & ogled the just- out- of-reach motherlode.

I don’t know how long I stood there…….it must’ve been a while because my husband started to gently tug my arm & whisper only a little embarrassed sounding “Babe…..people are staring!”Only then did I become aware of the face sized smudge on the glass in front of me & the fine patrons at Spago gawking at me like I’d grown 2 heads. I grinned sheepishly at one woman who, bless her heart, smiled back & winked at me as if to say “Don’t sweat it…..I understand”

As I walked away from the shoe lovers Mecca…..I felt as though I’d seen all of Vegas I needed to. Everything else paled in comparison. Who needs Elvis when you have Jimmy Choo?