The skirt is on sale.
Yes, thee skirt. The one I spent most of Spring hunting for. It’s on super sale. Rejoice. And then go buy it because this sucker is elusive, let me tell you.
I first spotted this pretty in a Washingtonian article. Some fabby DC business woman was sporting it on some staircase (presumably in her Miranda Priestly-esque brownstone). It was love at first sight and I knew I had to have it. After searching high and low, I’d found it full price on some obscure website. At over $200 and at a store I wasn’t familiar with, I took it as a sign and passed on it. Only to dream of it in weeks to come. I’d be getting ready for work on a Tuesday thinking how phenom that skirt would look with the black laser cut top I’d just pulled from the depths of my closet. The following week I was getting dressed for a few formal business meetings, wanting to add a little color to my all black suit skirt look. That skirt would have been the key. Alas, the $200 price tag and the random website I was not going to chance my identity for.
Then one afternoon I found myself at Nordstrom Rack hunting for the perfect wedding guest dress which, I’ve since decided, does not exist. At this point, I’d been to the dressing room twice. I had a handful of sports bras and candles when all of a sudden I saw that red stripe sitting next to that bright lilac swatch. Could it be? I glided over, as to not catch the attention of other similarly aged working women in my immediate area, and placed my newly acquired bras and candles on the floor and just stood in front of it for a minute. OMG. The skirt. This can’t be the skirt. Is this the skirt? Is THIS the SKIRT!? It won’t be my size. Is it my size? Could it be MY SIZE!? It’s not on sale. It can’t be on sale. This is a mistake. Does Nordstrom know this is here? I should probably pick it up. All of this flashed through my head in about 4 seconds. At long last, I had the skirt in my hand. A size 4. But it looked more like a 6. And 5 minutes later I found out that this particular skirt runs a size smaller. FINALLY. It’s mine.
The lesson here? If you love it enough, it will come back to you. Obviously, I’m just kidding. The lesson here is, for some reason I’ve been entirely too lucky with finds like this. Buy it. Buy it now. Before it’s gone forever and you regret it for the rest of your life.
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