We get off the bus a few blocks from China Town and Little Italy and we had the choice we can either go to the Brooklyn Bridge or hunt down some purses. My materialistic mindset was all about the purses. (I did later walk on the Brooklyn Bridge).
We were advised to listen for anyone saying purses under their breath to us and that we had to see the purses before we exchanged money. As we were walking down the street there was a lady with a catalog (how boring) and then after a bit of me not being satisfied I took a few steps away from the group and was approached by another lady saying “purses, Michael Kors, Prada, Kate Spade.” My ears perked up like a dog when I heard the name, Kate Spade. I yelled for Kendal and she hopped right over and I told her this lady has some Kate Spade. We grabbed the others and followed this lady a few blocks (SKETCHY) into this basement thing (SKETCHIER). After all eight of us were down in this cellar with shelves some hotdogs that should have been being refrigerated and a deep freeze right next to it. The man opened up the deep freeze to reveal about 400 purses and wallets of all different brands and colors and it was one of the most glorious things I’ve ever seen in my life.
After all eight of us were down in this cellar with shelves some hotdogs that should have been being refrigerated and a deep freeze right next to it. The man opened up the deep freeze to reveal about 400 purses and wallets of all different brands and colors and it was one of the most glorious things I’ve ever seen in my life.
Me and my Friend Anna down in the cellar waiting for our turn in the deep freeze
We took turns in the cellar – only four in at a time and even that was a stretch. We all made a purchase that evening. Mine included a black kate spade, and a bubblegum pink kate spade as well as a navy blue wallet. I was in awe and wished I had access to this situation year round. I would be the glammest girl on the block. Everyone was just loving it. We all got out of the cellar (Thank God) and hopped across the street to Little Italy for dinner.
The dinner was amazing. Little Italy was not nearly as sketchy as China Town we all had our pasta and after an amazing meal we met up with the bus and all went back to the hotel.
After we got back we all met in a room and had a purse party, reflecting on what we all bought and seeing everything out in the open. It was glorious. There were about 25 items between the 12 of us.
CHINA TOWN WAS A SUCCESS.