This morning, in less than 1 hour, the doors will open and the rush begins. The literal rush of women lined up at the doors, but also the rush that is only known to those who experience the first moments of the “The Sale”. I have very dear friends that have a spoken game plan. First shoes, then bras, active, and so on and so forth. This is based on knowledge of what sells first, how long the wait will be, and what is on the top of the list. Shoes are always a go to. We all love them and for some reason can always use one more pair (or two!).
I have been going to the sale since I was a kid. I have many stories centering around this epic event, but the one I most fondly remember is the first time I took Aaron (my sweet husband). We were in Spokane and somehow I convinced him he wanted to come with me. (It is way too fun to go alone.) A local radio station was serving coffee and pastries outside the doors before they opened. This should have been his first clue that this wasn’t an ordinary department store sale. To make a long story short…he was a great sport and stuck with me for hours (Please note, this was before we were married……) At one point he looked at me and said, “This is amazing. I have never seen this many women happy all at the same time.” I think that pretty much sums it up.
The sale has morphed into something much different. I won’t be there today, with my best girls, at opening. I have already done my shopping at Early Access. Really love the few things that I got, but certainly do miss the rush.
Shop well girls. Let me know what you grab!
Snagged some make-up and new tennis duds for myself and some new kicks for the kid! I didn’t brave the ladies shoe section.