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| - First....let us just bow down to a company that can open two locations on the same street. Granted, that street is Las Vegas Boulevard (affectionately known as "The Strip") but for the prices they charge here....this is quite a feat.
I didn't think I was the Tiffany's type. You know...black dress.....large sunglasses....coiffed hair. I like to go camping. I have a dog. I don't even wear necklaces. I scoffed at all of it.
But really....I was just jealous. Jealous of the Audrey Hepburn types...all of those women who could put different pieces of jewelry on with ease and have ALL of it look good on them.
On my birthday last year, after indulging in many many MANY cocktails...I wandered into this store. I was wearing workout clothes (my birthday happened to fall during a fitness convention). I'm sure my hair was not very pretty. I was clearly inebriated. But the gentlemen at the door looked at me like I was Audrey herself. Doors were held open for me, and all of the salespeople smiled as I perused the counters.
I am not really sure why I walked in. The combination of alcohol and shiny things, I suppose. But then I saw it.....a ring. Sterling silver, and very similar to a "lucky" (but cheaper) ring that I once had but lost. I drooled a little on the counter, and the incredibly nice salesgirl wiped it off while asking if I wanted to try it on.
Of course I said no.
Of course she insisted.
I told her I have large man-like hands, you won't possibly have my size (It is 8.5, for you tall good-looking gentlemen playing at home)
She had my size.
I fell in love, and walked out with my first teal bag. I have been back to have it cleaned, and they are still wonderful every time.
So Tiffany's, thanks for inviting in a sweaty girl.....and making her fall in love.
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