The 20-Something's Chronicles of an LA Life

Sneak a peek into the life of a single, 20-something female who is not in the entertainment industry and who does not have fake breasts. Yes, we do exist. What you are about to read is based on fact and is not for the weak of stomach. You have been warned.

Tuesday, October 11, 2005

Show V. Sale - Big Difference


There comes a day in every LA girl's life when she learns the cruel lesson of Trunk Sale v. Trunk Show. One seemingly simple mistake can cause a world of difference. And that day came for me and Stacey today.

A couple weeks ago, we received an invitation (VIP of course) that invited us to the Trunk SHOW for BCBG. In our pre-coffee haze, Stacey and I read, Trunk SALE. For those of you men out there, here is the devastating difference:

Trunk Show (n.) : An event where woman with nothing better to do waste their time and money on designs released to them for pre-order before the general public see them. You can expect to pay 30-40% more at these shows than general retail. Comes from the Greek word, "Bunk" or "Crap". Score: F-

Trunk Sale (n.): An event where woman beat each other senseless trying to purchase samples from designers at half the price, even if they don't have a chance in hell of fitting. Comes from the Hebrew word, "Awesome". Score: A+

So, you can see our dilemma. We drive ALLLLLLL the way to Rodeo Drive, find parking, battle with the old rich people driving and walk in expecting a private room with loads of samples at half price. And we found ourself staring at a single rack of incredibly overpriced pieces of shabby fabric.

We left and got chicken philly subs. Much more satisfying for a fraction of the cost.

Lesson learned: READ the invites carefully. Take note to "Sale" v "Show". If it's "show" - f it. Not worth the fake smiles you have to give in the store. But if it says "sale" - whip on those boxing gloves and the platinum card - momma needs a new pair of shoes.

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