I will admit... When I score an amazing deal, I get a little high. A little pep in my step. A little tingly excitement. I'm then faced with the decision, do I (A) keep my little secret to myself or (B) share my secret with the world. As a Fashion Blogger, I feel as though I have an obligation to share. There's no way I can keep my ZARA shopping experience a secret.
Here's what happened. I'm in Miami vacationing with my family and my husband must have been in a generous mood (or just sick of the same 2 dresses I was rotating every night) and said, "Honey, you go into ZARA and pick yourself out a fabulous dress for tonight". I know exactly what that means... Translation: "Chelsea, go in the store that you've been talking about all week and I'll watch the kids, but you only have ten minutes, so hurry"!
I burst into ZARA with more excitement than I could contain. I skipped from one rack to another touching everything in my path. Do I want something suede? Do I want a boho feel? Ooooo... I see sparkle. Ohmigosh, is that a jumpsuit? All of a sudden I feel completely overwhelmed and look down at my watch. I have three minutes left. Three minutes! I knew that if I took this opportunity to shop for granted, the opportunity wouldn't be granted again. So, I had to just grab something and hope it wasn't over my (self-set) $100 budget.
There it was. An off-white leather detail trimmed short dress. It was perfect. Only one?! And there's no tag?! Come on. I don't have time to try it on and I have no idea how much it costs, but my watch and my instincts said, "buy it". I walked up to the registers and told the sales associate there was no tag on the dress. He gave me a funny look and asked where I found it. I told him it was randomly on a rack and asked if it was for sale. He told me that they got a whole shipment of these highly sought after dresses and they were ALL (or at least he thought) damaged.
His exact words were, "GIIIIRRRRLLLL, I don't know where you found this dress, but it's your lucky day. I've had women coming in here for a week looking for this exact dress and you're about to get the only one we have for... $12.00". My jaw dropped. I tinkled in my pants a little, slammed $12 down on the counter and skipped out of the store. My husband was impressed that I was within my allotted ten minute window and asked what I got. I pulled the dress out and he immediately asks, "How much did that cost? It looks expensive".
It is expensive! Or at least it was expensive. I don't know how the heck I scored that dress. Maybe the shopping Gods were on my side that day. Maybe all that goodness I put out in the world everyday was paying me back. Maybe ZARA just made a mistake, but whatever the reason, I got the biggest shopping high that day and I knew I had to share it with the world.
Heels: Steve madden