Orange is the New Green

I get ‘itches’ from time to time.  ‘Itches’ can range anywhere from the desire to try again as quickly as possible with the medical establishment to get knocked up to the desire to renovate the kitchen. Another popular itch is for retail therapy.  The retail therapy itch started to build the other morning when I despondently viewed my closet and realized that I had just two pairs of pants that a) fit me and b) looked good with boots.  I’m sure you are shaking your head at this terrible dilemma and wondering how I could possibly continue to function. I tell you it was hard, but some nice wool skirts did help.  And, then some decent weather that allowed for non-sock shoes. 

tillweAs the week drew to a close, I realized that my situation was indeed dire and that I had not visited my favorite consignment store in quite some time.   By Saturday around 1:30pm, Mr. X and I had finished our general choring and running around, and I realized that the store was open until 4pm.  It was the perfect opportunity to scratch this itch, particularly since Mr. X had  headed to his cave to play that infernal game.  I snatched up my car keys and bade him farwell.  (Actually, I told him I was leaving him for the wonders of the consignment store.  He took it pretty well, all in all). 

Fifteen minutes later I was parked in front and could see the wonderful rows of clothes just begging for me to try them on, all organized like the rainbow – just like I do at home.  Almost as soon as I arrived, I was informed that items with orange tags were 50% off and that there were a lot of them. I tend not to instinctively pick the orange tag – or whatever color it is that month – item.  But, it was a nice piece of information to tuck away once I started making decisions.

I dived in with the jackets, detoured briefly to the dresses (Diane Von Furstenburg!) before making my way to the tops (meh) and a quick perusal of the handbags.  Then, it was back against the wall for a quick peek at the jewelry and then on to the jeans and pants.  I silently cursed the European numbering system for jeans and made a guestimate at what would fit.  I hit the black pants with a vengeance and then went through the button down shirts.  Took a gander at the belts (I didn’t know it was possible to make things so hideous) and then headed to the section that I save for last: the shoes.

The shoe section had been carpet-bombed in orange tags.  I inspected all of the size 8 shoes and found four candidates to audition for a place in my coveted shoe collection.  They would join the likes of Ferragamo, Calvin Klein, Ann Taylor, Nine West, and Bandolino, to name-drop a few.

I started trying on and trying on and trying on.  I won’t bore you with the details of the clothes because frankly, it became clear pretty quickly that my destiny that day was to buy shoes.  First, three of the four fit very well.  Of the three, two had the orange tags.  And do you know what shoes those were?  Oh, my.  I still cannot believe it myself:  PRADA and COACH shoes, people.  I got both for $90 or each for 45-freaking-dollars. 

I can’t decide what I’m more excited about – how gorgeous the shoes are or what an awesome deal I got.  Truly, that is a dilemma.

image: tillwe

12 thoughts on “Orange is the New Green

  1. If you ever get the itch to wallpaper, I’ve got a powder room that’s been waiting for my itch to start for 4 years now.

    I can barely find my shoe size (5) in regular stores, much less consignment, I am officially jealous!

    Mrs. X: unfortunately, my dear, there are some itches that only you can scratch.

  2. Cute shoes! Squeeeeeee!

    Which reminds me. I badly need new shoes, new trousers, new bras and a new dress. Itchy itchy itchy.

    Mrs. X: you’d better scratch that itch. It will only get worse.

  3. Shoe are fabulous. Someone once told me that I have “shoe thing” and I think he’s right. Shoes fit even when you’ve gained ten or fifteen pounds. Or twenty.

    Mrs. X: shoes are a universal language.

  4. my heart beats in excitement for your purchases! you must post photos of these beauties!

    Mrs. X: ask and ye shall receive…

  5. Oh I have chills down my spine thinking of both the beauty of the shoes and the beauty of the good deal!!

    Mrs. X: I had a few pinch me moments there, too!

  6. I wish I knew of a decent consignment shop…

    Mrs. X: given the current economy, I bet you’ll see more popping up. Maybe you could open your own!

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