I never thought I’d be so happy to get a purple bag until I shopped at Bergdorf Goodman.
I’ve heard stories about this New Yorker paradise - where everything is manicured to perfection and the shopping is just beyond…and never believed it until I went a couple years ago. Everything they say about Bergdorfs is true… having money doesn’t suck, I’m sorry to break the news to you guys.
The reason I am writing about Bergdorf Goodman (not an advertisement post, trust me) is because I was just there today and, as always, had a grand time.
I went to meet a friend for lunch but it fell through so I just wandered the rooms alone in my dads old barbour coat pretending to be a fellow New York elite. It was fun - felt like I was on Gossip Girl, not going to lie. But yeah, i ended up buying a nice sterling silver frame to actually replace the frame thats holding the picture of the picture shown on this blog. Thought it would be nice to put that in a nice frame…since its the only picture of my entire family where we are 1-all together and 2-happy to be together. Gotta love WASPs can’t find a picture of us without at least half of us fake smiling in the picture and a bloody mary behind our backs to try to get through the day.
So I mentioned this and actually showed the “Am I Right, Dad?” icon to the sales woman and we got to talking and five minutes later we obviously became best friends. Like we compared our astrological signs and talked about Washington etc… Idk what it is but middle aged wealthy white women love me. I think they think I’d be the perfect man for their daughter… which i would be. Im white, educated, waspy, adorable, endearing and gay (so non threatening) although they never want to admit that i’m gay but i know deep down that i am. I get off topic a lot as you know… im kind of the worst… anyway we spoke about this blog and she mentioned the possibility of having the book (if and when this gets published) at Bergdorf Goodman. The gay in me basically had a seizure as well as the WASP in me. I felt like I was being called back to the mothership. it was a miraculous moment. so hopefully you all will keep reading so my dream of selling a book at bergdorfs will come true. I mean who doesnt want to be party of the Bergdorf Gooman business, am i right, dad?