One time, long time ago, it was when my friends and I were still in high school we decided to go into LV in Copley Place. My friend had a drink with her, and she just went right in and got half way into the store until finally the security guard noticed. He chased her down and made a big fuss about leaving the drinks on the table near the entrance. My friend went up to the table put her drink there, walked around for a good minute and dashed out, leaving the drink behind. She was soo mortified, and she doesn't like going in there anymore. Now she's more of a Gucci fan than LV.
Another time I was on the phone with an associate and they thought I was so stupid because I was inquiring about, "pochette accessories" (that's how I said it) and then he said it all fancy.. "oh you mean the pochette accesssssoiiiresss" and I mumbled, "yea". And I also said DAMIER wrong too. I felt like such a goof.
Another time I was on the phone with an associate and they thought I was so stupid because I was inquiring about, "pochette accessories" (that's how I said it) and then he said it all fancy.. "oh you mean the pochette accesssssoiiiresss" and I mumbled, "yea". And I also said DAMIER wrong too. I felt like such a goof.