Everything is Bigger
I went shopping today in downtown San Francisco. Oooo. Ahhhh. Yes, I know. I’m big-time. I’ll be signing autographs at a time and date to be released later.
Union Square was pretty cool. The whole shopping district really was pretty neat-o. Lots of people dressed a lot nicer than I was but that’s okay. My little stint in Europe had me prepped and ready for today’s journey so there really wasn’t many moments where I was standing there with an open mouth in awe.
It was fun though. And I found out some things. Like Old Navy’s can have three floors. And so can Urban Outfitters. Heck - almost every store I walked into was more than a single floor. Praise the aerobic gods for showing mercy and providing escalators.
Some of the best moments of my time being un-chic in a chic urban setting:
- trying on “Eskimo” boots…not Uggs though, gross. Fairly close but much cooler.
- being descended upon by a man trying to give us directions. I guess we looked like tourists? My sister has lived here for eight years - not many elements of tourism can be left after that amount of time.
- Virgin records store. ‘Nuf said.
- a store called Anthropologie - it was probably one of the coolest stores I have ever been in - it was like walking through my mom’s closet of clothes she used to wear when she was my age. Seriously vintage; seriously amazing. (Also serious cash which might be why I just did some serious looking and no serious buying.)
- sitting on the toilet at Old Navy and having the automatic flusher active while doing my business. Awk-ward.
- and the best for last - dessert at the Cheesecake factory. Despite me ordering the one type of cheesecake they were out of and nearly blowing water out my nose from laughing to hard, it was good. And the waiter was hot. Mmm, cheesecake and hot men; what else is there really?
