Thursday, October 16, 2014

Scatter My Ashes At Bergdorf's

If you've seen the movie "Scatter My Ashes at Bergdorf's," then you know that the windows at Bergdorf Goodman in New York City are a landmark. I remember seeing pictures of these windows and dreaming of strolling past them. 

It turns out, strolling by isn't enough. I entered Bergdorf's after a hot and sweaty day in the city, and was instantly transformed from the noisy streets to the tranquility of a palace. I felt too under-dressed to go shopping, but I was so enchanted by the shoe salon, and museum-like glass cases holding purses, not to mention Louboutin polish, that I didn't care. I found out too late that there is a nail salon on one of the floors. 

I definitely understand that a store can be more than a place to shop. A window can be an opportunity to see beyond walls and into a fantasy. Nail polish can be an affordable luxury, while a pair of shoes can be the splurge of a lifetime. Such things exist in this shrine to fashion; a place I wouldn't mind having my ashes scattered at.

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