Monday, March 11, 2013

The Tale of How I Lost a Pair of Gorgeous Shoes

You see these gorgeous shoes by the brand G.H. Bass & Co. below...
Well, I purchased them a couple of weeks ago at Macys at the Beverly Center for $72 because of a fantastic sale I couldn't resist (originally $89).
(My gorgeous babies in my hands *tears*)
The story of how I lost them is so, so sad. I still can't fathom how it all went down. Let me break it down how the day went. You're in for a treat. So when I purchased the shoes, I had to wait a week to finally get my hands on the shoes because I purchased them before the actual sale happened and to get the full discount I had to wait...ugh, yeah, it was annoying. Finally a week goes by and I decided to head on a Saturday to get my shoes with my friend Jessica and then head to her parents' new restaurant they opened. When making a quick trip to the Bev Center, you obviously can't neglect Urth Cafe that's nearby. Plus, I was in the mood for a delectable green tea boba.
(OOTD: The Drums band t-shirt, Gap skinny jeans, Gap mens cardigan, TUK creepers, and Windsor Fashions chain bag)
So I pick up the shoes and at this point I'm so joyful and obsessing over them. My friend and I then head to H&M to just look around. I tried on a couple of moto jackets and moto vests and then came across this bomber jacket below and tried it on.
 This is where it gets sad. After 20 more minutes of trying crap on, my friend finally leaves the register from purchasing a cute peplum top and then it finally hit me! Where the hell are my shoes?!?!?! I started panicking and began to trace my steps. I literally asked anyone that seemed like they could help me about them. I wanna say I looked around for them for about 50 minutes throughout the H&M and couldn't find the shoes. I know I placed them on the floor when trying on things, so I know it's my fault and I shouldn't have been so careless. I then started getting paranoid about the customers there. For those that haven't been to the Bev Center, it's tourists galore so I wouldn't be surprised if my shoes are on a plane right now to England or China, yah know? There was a woman near me the whole time so I also wouldn't be surprised if it was her indeed that stole them. I then left my number with the folks at H&M and went to Macys to see if a kind soul found them and decided to return them. It gets annoying at this point. No one at Macys wanted to help me. There was this black woman, but she seemed concerned making a sale. Then there was this old, white guy helping two young blondes. Now, he saw me, but I'm sure his penis was doing the dictating and was forcing him to help those two blonde idiots. What an asshole. Then, there was this flamboyant, twink, gay, black man (trust me, my gaydar was ringing) that looked like he sweats glitter for fucks sake. He gave like an annoyed response when I asked him if someone returned a pair of shoes they found and he just pretended to answer the phone and went to the stock room. Like, he picked it up, asked an associate what number to call, didn't get a response on the phone, and just went back without notifying me what he was doing. He was incredibly incompetent. I saw him like 5 minutes later just walking around carrying boxes of shoes. Ugh, the nerve that idiot had. Finally, a lovely woman that was clearly out of dress code helped me and she let me no that there weren't any returned shoes. She did, however, take down my information just incase. We even bonded over literally wearing the exact pair of shoes lol. I then left and was distraught for the rest of the night. Sigh, they were gorgeous, but maybe it wasn't meant to be. Maybe if I immediately left after buying the shoes, something bad might've happened? I don't know, but I like to think that things happen for a reason. Sigh, it is what it is. Foolish Tony.
Anyways, I later went with my friend Jessica to her parents' restaurant to try their yummy mediterranean food.
I don't know exactly what the dish above is called, but all I know is that it's absolutely delectable and each bite was even better than the one before it. It definitely eased the pain I was enduring from those shoes.
Now, let me have a moment to myself to actually cry out the pain oookay?

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