Tuesday, March 10, 2009

Hollandaise of the Rich and Famous

With one small remark, the Baron summed up all the sensory overload I was experiencing.

"Las Vegas is the adult version of Disneyland".

Truer words.

And, as I walked through the Grand Canal Shoppes (note the pretentious extra "p" and "e" - gah), I knew I had wandered into Fantasy Land.

Well, not quite into.

Because I was too intimidated to actually cross the portal to this particular shop to look at the prices as part of my investigative journalising - that what the interwebs is for, y'all.

Instead, I cemented my yokel status by taking pictures through the window.

Pictures of sparkling, beckoning, Judith Lieber evening bags.

OK, so I fully understand the tourist appeal of these:

And the cutesy-pootsie-ness of this:

"Strawberry Cupcake" Evening Bag

but this?

"Provencal" evening bag

My mom always told me, with her Prairie wisdom, "You can't make a silk purse from a sow's ear".

But apparently raiding the vegetable patch is fair game.

And for the $5900 price tag, they'll even throw in some dipping sauce and a wet-nap.


Mental P Mama said...

I need that asparagus bag. Now.

Duck said...


All I bought from Vegas was a stuffed fish.

I would kill for all three of those bags. Even the Asparagus. I could name drop "Provencal".

Baroness von B said...

Countess Mama: I know you're doing the South Beach thing, but seriously?
Are you that hungry? Carry this purse around, and it will probably make your pee smell. Just sayin'.

Countess of Quack: Really? I'm ok with #1 & 2. But 3? Slapping $5900 worth of crystals on it does not change the fact it's a VEGETABLE. And not a cute one like a peapod or even a red onion.

imom said...

Only in Vegas can you get blinged out food accessories!

Baroness von Bloggenschtern said...

Countess iMom: Only in Vegas. Seriously - who can possibly pay for these?

I get my asparagus for $3.99/bunch.

Cormac Brown said...

I thought the gaudy Vegas was "suppressed" with a rhinestone pillow...methinks not.

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