Kleinfeld: Take One

So, it's been decided that I am going to wear the $239857230857 Maria Elena headpiece that Alyssa Milano wore for her wedding at MY wedding! Now comes the hard part...finding it. 

According to the website, there are two places in Manhattan that carry this thing; one of which, is Kleinfeld. Just in case you have been living under a rock for the past couple of years, Kleinfeld is the store where TLC's Say Yes To The Dress is filmed. Great. Believe it or not, I'm REALLY not into all the bridal B.S., so it's only fitting that the ONE thing that I absolutely MUST have for this shindig is located in THE LARGEST BRIDAL BOUTIQUE ON THE PLANET. Deep breaths. 

I looked up the location over the weekend and accidentally walked past it with Wil (I swear to God and Baby Jesus it was an accident). I started having a little, baby anxiety attack while we were stopped to admire the window displays.  It took me a good ten minutes to calm myself down.

I told my cheerleaders at work about my Sunday afternoon breakdown and they totally laughed at me. I promised that I would "man-up" and go down today and check it out. And so I did.

Of course I didn't check the world-famous bridal Mecca's website before I took the 23098572305 mile journey down to Chelsea, because that would've been the smart thing to do. Instead, I got off the 6 train at 23rd Street and Park Avenue and walked all the way across town to Kleinfeld. As I approached the front door, I noticed a familiar, perfectly-foundationed face sashaying toward me--it was none other than Randy Fenoli, Fashion Director for Kleinfeld. I kinda just stopped moving and just watched him (and his amazing Gucci duffle bag) strut past me. I stood there for a minute or two, texted a couple people about my star sighting and debated on whether or not to continue walking down the block.  

Once I collected myself, I continued forward. I was just about to grab the door handle when I noticed the little white letters on the big glass door: Fuck. Again, I stopped moving and again I stood there, like a goon, for a minute or two. Luckily I did, because I noticed some movement behind what I was guessing to be the reception desk. I had come this far, so why not try and go in, right? Right. I just walked in; I didn't even care if they were closed. I walked my baby legs up to the reception desk and DEMANDED SATISFACTION...and was denied. Apparently, you need an appointment to get past the desk and play with headbands. Oh, and the store needs to be open to access the storeroom as well. Bourgeois bastards.

Well, I made an appointment for tomorrow afternoon to see my gay headband. God, give me the strength to walk through that door again (and the balls to ask Randy to take a picture with me). To be continued...


Carol said... February 23, 2011 at 11:03 PM

Hahahaha!!! Love it! I am so gonna enjoy this blog. You are hilarious! Your writing is so articulate and descriptive. I feel like I am right there with you! Keep it coming!

  said... February 24, 2011 at 6:59 AM

OMFG GOD RANDY!!!!..."and his amazing Gucci duffle bag" HAAHHAHAAHIASHIHFIOAHFSIHHFAHAFPH that's my Randy! make sure you Blog about it <3 <3

NancyS said... February 24, 2011 at 11:45 AM

Girl, don't let them get the best of you. The only difference between you and them is that you are obsessed about the bridal industry for a short period of time while they LIVE it every single second and obsess about it every single millisecond. That doesn't make them any better than you. It just makes them more obsessed than you.

So go in there and make them recognize you for who you are, esteemed client and wedding blogger extraordinaire. BOOyah!

Alla said... February 24, 2011 at 4:12 PM

Ok, it will be a shitload of money. Make weddingbee your friend:



Alla said... February 24, 2011 at 4:34 PM

How about this.. Just get 3 of them: albeit very pricey to do that:

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