here, back in the real world

Sure, I could go on and on about $8000 televisions and caipirinhas but it wouldn't do.
I have work to do, here in Tuvalu, in fact.
The laundry is piling up, the floors need sweeping and that dishwasher isn't going to unload itself.
(Perhaps there is an $8000 dishwasher that does unload itself.)
Yesterday I attended the Gift Show. A kind VP gave me her badge and suggested I check it out, told me I'd love it, was aghast that I was going to spend an hour there...oh, my gosh, no, said she, you can never do the whole thing in an hour! And, so, I hustled over there at about 2:30.
Myohmy she was right.
I was overwhelmed.
There were thousands, nay, millions of things to see. Sometimes I wanted everything, sometimes I was a wee bit appalled (holiday decor).
Secretly, I was on a mission to see one particular booth and, after checking in with my co-workers and doing a favor for a friend at work, I went on a long trek to find this artisan...


I saw dozens and dozens of booths of hand-crafted/imported/artisanally created goods but nothing compared to what I sought.
Finally I found her. Sitting at a small table in the farthest reaches of the outermost hall, with a small selection of knitted goods and a tiny rack of linen garments.


People all around me were making deals - half off wholesale, no shipping, all sorts of discounts and so after gathering my wits, I approached her.
Will you sell your samples? I asked, tentitively.
She folded her hands across her chest and sighed.
She was tiny and crinkly and wearing an outfit I'd kill for.
Seconds passed.
I cannot, she said softly, sadly.
We were done.
I'll continue to dream of the mohair sweaters.
The rest of the show was spectacular.
So much to see!
I didn't have much interest for most of it but a few things caught my eye.


Soft Maps from Haptic Labs delighted me!
Wonderful, wonderful work by an artist who was receptive and warm.
I thoroughly enjoyed chatting with her and wished I could have made an offer on one of her pieces ($2500 for a small wall hanging).

Beautiful socks!


Bamboo gloves, which I forgot to photograph, hundreds of scarves, a very fine pashmina I lost track of, and pretty paper goods.


And whom did I see on the subway?


Cole Haan!
Sadly, my cover (as a spy)has been blown. He knows me by sight now and all I can do is nod and smile.

Perhaps I need a disguise?



Anonymous said…
I love it when you browse. You see the most wonderful things. Those socks!

And like you, I'd have skipped the holiday stuff.

Those goggles? Would draw more attention than they'd deflect, dear.
Paola said…
You see ... when people tell me how lucky am I to live in Positano ...
THIS is what I think of: access to things people here wouldn't dare DREAM about ... the amazingness.
The possibilities ...

Wendy said…
Quilted maps! Dotty socks!

Wish I had a few hours there with you.
Susie Sunshine said…
You always have the BEST subway spottings!!

(I hate when they can't sell their samples.)
L.P. said…
You got to meet Sveta Dresher! (Which sounded a bit like something out of a William Gibson novel.) I have been sighing over that high-necked black linen dress for weeks. She doesn't ever seem to sales, woe is me.
KPB said…
I may have to take to calling you Tilda. No really.
Anonymous said…
I'm not sure that disguising one's self as Tilda Swinton is a really good idea. Fun, but not good. Plus, I doubt Cole Haan would be fooled. Anyone with the good taste he has shown in the past clearly has a very discerning eye.
The disguise was a little bit startling but the sweater she's wearing is awesome. Polka-dot socks...also awesome.
Anonymous said…
Good story! I love Tilda Swinton. She is pretty much the coolest person ever.

Scot said…
You really have to get over Cole Hann. He obviously likes women with ugly feet!
But, hey, at least knees are optional!