Anthropologie is My Achilles Heel

I am a relative newcomer to Anthropologie. I was aware of them through their online store but it was only a year and a half ago, on a trip to New York, that I walked into my first store.

The clouds parted and a ray of sunlight pierced the din of retail conformity.

I was hooked.

I only purchased one skirt with a bold, craft-like, simplistic but playful design for a sum that was a bit rich for me (about the price of surf and turf at a posh steakhouse) but I knew I would regret leaving it behind. Besides, I didn’t want to disappoint the people I was shopping with because they spoke of the store with a near religious fervour.

My boyfriend knew of my adoration of the store and surprised me with two tops and an additional gift card for my birthday. I had to exchange to tops because they didn’t fit and the items I replaced them with were on sale so I had a massive store credit and agift card burning a hole in my wallet for months.

That is, until Saturday.

The plan was to treat a friend to tartine at the Holt Renfrew Café for her (very belated) birthday and do some window shopping beforehand.

We walked into several stores in the area, posh and otherwise, and would have come out unscathed- and then we hit Anthropologie. My friend was an Anthropologie virgin. Her head nearly exploded.

We were like kids in a candy store. I don’t know what their turnover is like but there was little I recognized from the last time I had swung by. I almost made it to the second floor without accumulating anything and then I happened upon some doorknobs on a sale table.

I flipped out. They were (are) beautiful- medium grey and off-white marble pattern ceramic knob set off by brushed steel accents. There is a definite Deco feel  about them but not in an obvious way. My only hesitation was to consider how many to pick up. I thought for half a second and grabbed all of them. Originally $54, they had been marked down to $14.95!

I almost did a jig in the store but I restrained my enthusiasm- the last thing I would have wanted to do was drop them!

In addition to the knobs, I found four tops, three of which were severely marked down. Another (internal) happy dance. There was even a shower curtain that I thought could easily be reworked and turned into a beautiful wedding gown but I smacked myself in the head and let that one go.

My bounty was enough to use up the store credit and cut the size of the gift card in half.

I couldn’t wait to get back to my boyfriend’s to show him my wares. He is my barometer of good taste and though we don’t always see eye-to-eye on everything, I got a big thumbs up. I even had a conversation about the store with someone in the elevator who was just getting in from walking his beautiful chocolate lab. The bags are unmistakable and we bonded for those five seconds.

Anthropologie is that powerful.

I think I will be good and stay away from the store for a while. Absence makes the heart grow fonder and all that. I could easily walk out with half the store on my back but I would rather not jeopardize my retirement.

Giving the store a wide berth would be the prudent, adult thing to do but there is some Christmas money left over….


~ by angryegg on January 5, 2010.

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