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Century 21 and Not Spazzing Out

I’ve been avoiding Century 21 for quite some time now. Some of my friends have big enough cojones to actually shop there; from their reports, I’ve gathered that one’s tolerance for the orange level of stress and insanity of the place directly correlates with whether or not one acquires a kickass designer discount item. Century 21 is like Macy’s on crack. Every day is Black Friday. But - as is the case with many scary things in life - if you strap on a pair and jump in with both feet, you might just find what you’re looking for.

The handbag section at Century 21 is kind of like Magic Eye; if you look too closely, you’ll never see the picture within the colorful, splotchy mess. Take a step back, and poof! the picture - (read: the massive brown leather L.A.M.B. bag on the top corner shelf) emerges. I waited patiently for the saleswoman behind the counter to bring the ladder out of the stock room and climb it precariously in order to show me the bag. The gem was originally priced at $795. Century 21 had it marked down to $279.

Buying this bag coulda, woulda, shoulda been a no-brainer. It was big. It was leather. It was brown. It had multiple pockets. It was L.A.M.B, goddammit. And if I hadn’t paid my $260 cable bill earlier that day, it would have been mine. So fuck you very much Time Warner.