Showing posts with label Jil Sander. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Jil Sander. Show all posts

Sunday, September 21, 2008

Lord & Taylor Shoe Sale Success Story

OK, I suck because I didn't tell you in time. The big shoe sale just ended today at Lord & Taylor, where if you bought one pair you got 20% off, two-to-three pairs, 25% off and four pairs, 30% off! I tried - hard - to buy four pairs, but before I got locked inside for the night I had to make a final purchasing decision. So while you can no longer benefit from the sale, I suggest going and checking out the newly revamped shoe department, which has some great stuff from Jil Sander, Coach, Donald J. Pliner, Frye and other fancy European brands that I can't yet pronounce correctly.

P.S. These Donald J. boots are freaking excellent. The other shoes you see pictured here are of the new high heeled-shoe shoes that all the kids are wearing. Think a modern day Little House on the Prairie. In this case Via Spiga and Tahari hooked me up.

I was also fortunate enough to have gotten an L&T gift card from my day job to put toward my purchase. So while I wouldn't describe my score as inexpensive, I feel somehow triumphant.

Vive le SHOE!

Monday, March 12, 2007

Ina meany miney moe

Hey, I've been meaning to write about Ina, the designer consignment store in Noho and Soho and all around the town. It's basically full of rich people's incredibly expensive castoffs - Marc Jacobs, Gucci, Jil Sander, etc. after those fashions become obsolete (two months after they are bought).

"What's with the attitude, Guerilla Shopper?" you might be asking yourself.

Well I'm kind of tired and cranky, but I also sat next to a saleswoman while getting a pedicure at Haven this summer, and upon realizing she worked at Ina, I began to ask her about the store. I was interested in the kind of merchandise they accepted, if there were parameters for what they would and wouldn't take, etc. I was truly interested because I have some Smithsonian-worthy 80s pieces that I have considered saving for a rainy day. Well, Ms. Ina lady was incredibly curt and condescending. Little did she know I was a bitch with a blog.