last week was an absolute whirlwind for me. with the birth of my niece, lots of family and friends in town visiting, and meeting my brother's girlfriend! (she's the first one he's ever brought around, it's a bit shocking to the big sis), i needed a low key sunday to recoup. so when my dear friend mike asked if i wanted to go shopping, i happily said yes. nothing like soothing the soul with some retail therapy.
as my fellow fashionistas know, banana republic had a "mystery coupon" event. you're handed a folded card, which decides your fate - 25%, 35% or 50% off your total purchase.
our cordial sales associate greeted us and asked if we wanted a coupon (does anyone ever say no?!)
pick a card, any card. i went for the right, mike went for center. i got the 25, mike got the 35. after some gentle ribbing to the sales associate - "you can give me the 50, i won't tell your boss" - we scoured the store for deals.
i picked up this shirt for the hubs:
$59.50, then 25% off - eh, not bad
as i made my way over to "my side" of the store, that cordial little sales associate came by again.
she handed me another coupon and walked away.
no. could it be?! not a 50%?!
a 50%!!!
i found her to express my gratitude,
"bless you my child,"
and then grabbed anything and everything in my path.
i ended up walking away with
+
+
+ hub's shirt for $215!
the blazer alone is regularly $198!
so, cordial sales associate, and the discount gods, i humbly prostrate myself in your adoration.
it is only through your good graces, and uncle sam's hefty return, that such pieces can be welcomed in to my closet.
your faithful, and fabulously outfitted servant,
-s
