Every
girl needs a great pair of jeans, and last year I found them.
I
searched the city. Tried on millions (or
so it seemed).
Some were too tight — I hate that jeggings
look.
Some were too loose — I like the concept of the
boyfriend jean but some actually look too much like the name suggests.
I like distressed, but the ones that were mildly
distressed looked contrived, and the ones that were too distressed looked like
they were one washing away from falling apart.
Eventually
I found them. They were by Paige and
called Jimmy Jimmy Skinny in a Tigerlily wash.
Everything about them, including the fit, were perfect. They fit one-size too big so that’s also
nice; it makes me feel good to be in a jean that reads 26.
This
year I want a second pair of jeans since I wear last year’s so often. Bloomingdales
is having their Friends and Family sale this week, so jeans are 20% off. I try on many and none are right.
Today
I go to the Paige store on the Westside and find my summer dream jean. They are cropped and ever so slightly distressed. The wash is called Whitney. I love them but
they are not on sale.
I
come home and call Bloomingdales.
Unfortunately they do not carry this wash.
Now
what? I can’t justify paying full price,
and Bloomingdales had nothing else that both fit and looked good.
I
call the Paige store and ask if they will honor the F&F discount that
Bloomingdales is offering. They say no, not unless it’s the exact same
item. I counter with, “But then you’ll
loose the sale completely.” I politely
ask for the manager. She calls me back
within ten minutes. She agrees to give
me 20% off with the caveat, “Only this one time.”
I
hope this is good practice for my real estate career. I start tomorrow.
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