new york city rite of passage: barneys warehouse sale

it has been many years since i’ve been manhandled like that (last time was probably that beleaguered stint at high school football way back when).

in the murky depths of a chelsea basement, there was full-body contact every two seconds, while grown-men of every persuasion hastily ran around in their boxer shorts looking for the next score, and others simply plowed through narrow aisles using the piles of clothing draped over their arms as battering rams. much shouting, shrieking, growling, ooohing, ahhing (like a gold medal ice hockey match).

the whole thing was quite undignified but i became friends with a helmut lang overcoat to replace that winter coat which some dastardly new yorker stole from me last week. and i got it for next to nothing (practically a steal).

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