4/27 -
2x - Comply (neck)
2x - xs191 (back of neck)
3x - Sweetness (armpits)
2x - Temptress (chin)
1x - Innocence (behind right ear)
1x - Xist (behind left ear)
2x - xs190 (left wrist)
Just a note, I was wearing a gorgeous fur coat (during my entire stay in Manhattan) and I think that also boosted things for me.
So I went to the front as the girl said and I was expecting some pushback for some reason. But the manager asked no questions. I had a reference number ready for me and the situation is in the process of being solved.
I have to say, there was an extra sway of confidence with my hips. I decided to go out and do some husband-hunting. I started walking towards 5th avenue and as I was walking past Millennium hotel, I don't remember if I asked the man for help or if he stopped me to say hi but we started chatting and I did ask him which way is 5th avenue (the very expensive shopping area). We will call him L. He told me where to go and then I admitted that I was on my husband hunt and he completely supported it 200%. He told me he can tell by my aura that I deserve to be treated very well and that I look like a woman who should be kept. He told me he loved my confidence. He told me if his paper were right, he would have definitely pursued (I love when men know they can't afford me, LOL). I believe he was a doorman or something, not sure. There were a couple of them and they all were flirting with me. One guy even saw him talking to me and came up to us like, "oh, do you need help?!" Lol. And the guy directed me into the hotel because I would have to cross in order to get on the other side of the street (grand central station was blocking the other road) and he told the guy I'd never get escorted to the other side, lol. Definitely boosted my confidence. That was my highlight of the day, tbh.
So I was on my way, and the first store I went into was Cartier. Honey, I can't afford any of this shit yet, but I firmly believe in manifesting my desires and needs and I know this will be my life someday; where I can casually stroll into Versace, Cartier, Furla and spend whatever I want to my hearts desire. Anyway, I absolutely loved the customer service at Cartier! No judgement. No one looking at me like I didn't belong there. I loved the way the doorman greeted me as well. Most of the workers smiled at me, the guys definitely were except when I went upstairs, I don't know if it was intimidation but one guy looked a little nervous (I think he was security) and another woman he was also security didn't even try to smile at me. Maybe with her eyes but she was dead serious. I'm not sure if they are supposed to be stern.
Oh, I went in with the excuse that I was looking for a Mothers Day gift for my mom. That ended with the woman giving me a brochure and putting it in a Cartier bag (BINGO!).
So now I'm walking around 5th ave with a fur coat, cute boots, and a Cartier bag. Baby, I look fucking rich. Now, I'm getting more stares than ever. I go into Salvatore Ferragamo and all the workers say hi and now I'm getting compliments from them as well (nice boots, love your coat, love your hair). It was freakin' great.
I walk over to Park Avenue where it's more residential (L from the hotel actually told me this is a great place to look) and at this point, my feet were hurting (I walked from 10th ave, near Hudson Yards, all the way to Park Avenue, I was over it). I got to Times Square and this man stopped me. I took his card, he fixes phones or whatever. One of my rules is to always be nice to people. If someone says hi, say hi back. Make them feel good. He told me I almost took his breath away. But to make a long story short, this man told me everything about his ex and how he was about to meet with her for dinner and how she's crazy and she's the type to show up at another woman's house and FaceTime them outside of their homes. It was nuts and I've no idea why he felt like I needed to know all of that. He was telling me that a couple of times he would go shopping or on trips and he'd make her pay for everything (this woman is 38, he's 32 -- but I think he's lying about his age). You guys, this man was a mess.
2x - Comply (neck)
2x - xs191 (back of neck)
3x - Sweetness (armpits)
2x - Temptress (chin)
1x - Innocence (behind right ear)
1x - Xist (behind left ear)
2x - xs190 (left wrist)
Just a note, I was wearing a gorgeous fur coat (during my entire stay in Manhattan) and I think that also boosted things for me.
So I went to the front as the girl said and I was expecting some pushback for some reason. But the manager asked no questions. I had a reference number ready for me and the situation is in the process of being solved.
I have to say, there was an extra sway of confidence with my hips. I decided to go out and do some husband-hunting. I started walking towards 5th avenue and as I was walking past Millennium hotel, I don't remember if I asked the man for help or if he stopped me to say hi but we started chatting and I did ask him which way is 5th avenue (the very expensive shopping area). We will call him L. He told me where to go and then I admitted that I was on my husband hunt and he completely supported it 200%. He told me he can tell by my aura that I deserve to be treated very well and that I look like a woman who should be kept. He told me he loved my confidence. He told me if his paper were right, he would have definitely pursued (I love when men know they can't afford me, LOL). I believe he was a doorman or something, not sure. There were a couple of them and they all were flirting with me. One guy even saw him talking to me and came up to us like, "oh, do you need help?!" Lol. And the guy directed me into the hotel because I would have to cross in order to get on the other side of the street (grand central station was blocking the other road) and he told the guy I'd never get escorted to the other side, lol. Definitely boosted my confidence. That was my highlight of the day, tbh.
So I was on my way, and the first store I went into was Cartier. Honey, I can't afford any of this shit yet, but I firmly believe in manifesting my desires and needs and I know this will be my life someday; where I can casually stroll into Versace, Cartier, Furla and spend whatever I want to my hearts desire. Anyway, I absolutely loved the customer service at Cartier! No judgement. No one looking at me like I didn't belong there. I loved the way the doorman greeted me as well. Most of the workers smiled at me, the guys definitely were except when I went upstairs, I don't know if it was intimidation but one guy looked a little nervous (I think he was security) and another woman he was also security didn't even try to smile at me. Maybe with her eyes but she was dead serious. I'm not sure if they are supposed to be stern.
Oh, I went in with the excuse that I was looking for a Mothers Day gift for my mom. That ended with the woman giving me a brochure and putting it in a Cartier bag (BINGO!).
So now I'm walking around 5th ave with a fur coat, cute boots, and a Cartier bag. Baby, I look fucking rich. Now, I'm getting more stares than ever. I go into Salvatore Ferragamo and all the workers say hi and now I'm getting compliments from them as well (nice boots, love your coat, love your hair). It was freakin' great.
I walk over to Park Avenue where it's more residential (L from the hotel actually told me this is a great place to look) and at this point, my feet were hurting (I walked from 10th ave, near Hudson Yards, all the way to Park Avenue, I was over it). I got to Times Square and this man stopped me. I took his card, he fixes phones or whatever. One of my rules is to always be nice to people. If someone says hi, say hi back. Make them feel good. He told me I almost took his breath away. But to make a long story short, this man told me everything about his ex and how he was about to meet with her for dinner and how she's crazy and she's the type to show up at another woman's house and FaceTime them outside of their homes. It was nuts and I've no idea why he felt like I needed to know all of that. He was telling me that a couple of times he would go shopping or on trips and he'd make her pay for everything (this woman is 38, he's 32 -- but I think he's lying about his age). You guys, this man was a mess.
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