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summer 2012

Everyday Outfits Travel

Under the Boardwalk {Atlantic City Travel Diary}

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Eric and I recently took a short trip to Atlantic City for the first time, and we had an absolute blast!  I’m not much of a gambler, but I was able to parlay my free $25 casino credit into enough cash to cover the cost of our trip plus a nice dinner at Bobby Flay’s Steakhouse.  YAY for quarter slot machines!  We decided to quit while we were ahead and spent the rest of our time cruising the boardwalk and taking in a few rides at Steel Pier.

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Oh, when the sun beats down
And burns the tar up on the roof

And your shoes get so hot
You wish your tired feet were fire-proof

Under the boardwalk
Down by the sea, yeah

On a blanket with my baby…
Is where I’ll be

Under the boardwalk
Out of the sun

Under the boardwalk
We’ll be havin’ some fun

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Closet Confection: A-Maze-In

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{Vintage Dress, Jeffrey Campbell Sandals via Century 21, Chloe Aurore Duffle Handbag, Fendi FS5141 Sunglasses via Nordstrom’s Rack, Michael Kors Watch, Amrita Singh Bracelets via Hautelook}

Something pretty amazing happened to me last weekend.  Eric wanted to stop inside of Bloomingdale’s to check out a shirt on our way to brunch, and I decided to peruse the handbag section while I waited for him.  Well, as I was ever-so-innocently browsing the Chloe boutique, the sales associate whispered to me conspiratorially, “You know… I think some of the bags in this section are drastically mismarked, but I’d have to sell it to at that price if you find one.”

Although I wasn’t completely convinced that her definition of “drastic” was necessarily the same as mine (especially in matters of sales discounts), I decided to kill some time by bringing a few bags up to the register for her to check.  The first one rang in at $1800, another one at $1100, and yet another at $1400.  But when she finally got to the bag that you see hanging on my arm above… well, that’s when something magical happened.  The price flashed across the cash register at a whopping… wait for it… $300!

As you can imagine, I scooped that sucker up quicker than you can say Jack Robinson, and the rest is history.

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