I managed to walk about twenty blocks through midtown Manhattan today without finding a Starbucks. Not just an indication of the Apocalypse, it was awful especially because I was looking for coffee and didn't have any cash (I'd already spent my emergency $5 on a black scarf - much nicer and 1/3 the cost of the one I saw at Target last week). After sixteen blocks, I phoned a friend (Chris) and got him to plug my location into the website for a list of nearby fixes. Traffic on 7th Avenue was loud so I ducked into a corner shop while he looked - BAD PLAN. My afternoon latte cost an absurd amount of money and came with an amazing face polisher, mud mask and moisture lotion (I also got a ton of decadent samples). If you happen to be in the city tomorrow, find me and rub my cheeks - they will be unbelievably soft and glowy. Do it fast, though, the world is surely about to end.
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5 comments:
that's the kind of coffee i need!!! LOL...good thing Starbucks was nowhere to be found!
Must be contagious. I drove into the next town to find the mattress store that I wanted to patronize, only to find one ATTACHED to the Staples where I regularly show w/in walking distance of the house a few days later.
Oh I love the picture on their page of the stacked, handmade soaps! I'll bet that place smelled like heaven.
sigh. that's all I'll say.
It's this kind of thing that sent me on the road to making my own scrub, mask, and moisturizer. It's not hard, just like cooking.
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