"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:
but this?
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.
6 comments:
I need that asparagus bag. Now.
OH.
MY.
God.
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".
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.
Only in Vegas can you get blinged out food accessories!
Countess iMom: Only in Vegas. Seriously - who can possibly pay for these?
I get my asparagus for $3.99/bunch.
I thought the gaudy Vegas was "suppressed" with a rhinestone pillow...methinks not.
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