I can't take it any more, I must bare my soul. I did Sumpin' Stoopid and now must seek Absolution from the patron Saint of Really Good Deals, Saint Boughta Bargain of Outletvillia.
Last month, hubby and I were on a road trip to Niagara Falls, and stopped at an outlet along the way. Cute little mall area, friendly SA's, good stuff abounding... and then I saw IT. Chevron Nylon Lindsay in Parchment. IT wasn't in stores yet, it wasn't on the website yet, I hadn't even seen a drilldown yet so how did IT get in the outlet.... oh it must be a treasure beyond compare! Plus, it was vanilla ice cream... a field of cotton bolls... a sky full of cumulo-nimbus angelhair....Marshmallow Fluff...white on rice on a paper plate in a snowstorm GORGEOUS PUFFY ICY WINTER GOODNESS. I had to have IT. I don't remember exactly what the price was but it was PDG (Pretty Darn Good) that I do recall, in my foggy haze of Mesmerization by Madison.
Get to the cash register, realize the hangtags aren't on it. I don't know what I was thinking. I plead momentary insanity. I said to my husband, NBD (No Big Deal) as I can call Jax and get replacement tags. Uh huh. YOU people know where this is going but for whatever stinking reason my brain didn't function, I dunno.... SPECIAL ANNIVERSARY HANGTAGS, SURE, they're just gonna give me THOSE.
Oh but wait. It gets better.
Purchases wrapped up and safely stowed in trunk, off we jaunt to Niagara. Nearly there, suddenly I'm struck by a bolt of laser-like instant recall. "JOHN!" (My husband, John. I did remember his name.) "I don't think the strap was on that Lindsey, either!"
Recriminations... regret...really freekin' idiot buyer...what kinda moron buys a bag without the hang tags AND the strap? (It didn't have a dust bag either but the SA scraped one up for me, dear girl! THAT I did notice!)
So we weren't returning via that route and wouldn't hit that outlet. I couldn't bring myself to try to return it - I bought it that way, I should have known better.
I emailed Jax when I got home. They did send me two hangtags, but not the Anniversary ones that were missing, of course. No replacement straps to be had for that bag. I thought about getting a strap from a company I found on Bonanza, but couldn't be sure it would match the leather trim and that would drive me crazy. And truth be told - I rarely even use a shoulder strap... but... still...
I kept her. I'm using her. She's a puffy fluffy cloud of blanc-mange, but I do wish she was whole.
Last month, hubby and I were on a road trip to Niagara Falls, and stopped at an outlet along the way. Cute little mall area, friendly SA's, good stuff abounding... and then I saw IT. Chevron Nylon Lindsay in Parchment. IT wasn't in stores yet, it wasn't on the website yet, I hadn't even seen a drilldown yet so how did IT get in the outlet.... oh it must be a treasure beyond compare! Plus, it was vanilla ice cream... a field of cotton bolls... a sky full of cumulo-nimbus angelhair....Marshmallow Fluff...white on rice on a paper plate in a snowstorm GORGEOUS PUFFY ICY WINTER GOODNESS. I had to have IT. I don't remember exactly what the price was but it was PDG (Pretty Darn Good) that I do recall, in my foggy haze of Mesmerization by Madison.
Get to the cash register, realize the hangtags aren't on it. I don't know what I was thinking. I plead momentary insanity. I said to my husband, NBD (No Big Deal) as I can call Jax and get replacement tags. Uh huh. YOU people know where this is going but for whatever stinking reason my brain didn't function, I dunno.... SPECIAL ANNIVERSARY HANGTAGS, SURE, they're just gonna give me THOSE.
Oh but wait. It gets better.
Purchases wrapped up and safely stowed in trunk, off we jaunt to Niagara. Nearly there, suddenly I'm struck by a bolt of laser-like instant recall. "JOHN!" (My husband, John. I did remember his name.) "I don't think the strap was on that Lindsey, either!"
Recriminations... regret...really freekin' idiot buyer...what kinda moron buys a bag without the hang tags AND the strap? (It didn't have a dust bag either but the SA scraped one up for me, dear girl! THAT I did notice!)
So we weren't returning via that route and wouldn't hit that outlet. I couldn't bring myself to try to return it - I bought it that way, I should have known better.
I emailed Jax when I got home. They did send me two hangtags, but not the Anniversary ones that were missing, of course. No replacement straps to be had for that bag. I thought about getting a strap from a company I found on Bonanza, but couldn't be sure it would match the leather trim and that would drive me crazy. And truth be told - I rarely even use a shoulder strap... but... still...
I kept her. I'm using her. She's a puffy fluffy cloud of blanc-mange, but I do wish she was whole.