Less than two weeks ago, I wrote about a shopping excursion I had at the Money Town mall. (If you missed that post you can read it by clicking here.)
Just a few days later, I was invited to a "Holiday Shopping Event." This "event" took place at Money Town's Nordstrom department store. The store closed down to the general public earlier than normal and then reopened for customers with invitations only. I'm not sure, but I believe all Nordstrom stores hosted these events for their "special" customers.
I think maybe you just had to have purchased something once in your lifetime from Nordstrom's to get invited?
Strictly for blogging purposes, I knew I absolutely had to go. I wanted to give all of you a glimpse of the Money Town women fighting over handbags. I snuck my point and shoot camera into my purse and drove to the mall. I was shocked by what I saw there.
There were people lined up as far as the eye could see just to get into Nordstrom. The people you see in the above picture were just a small number of those waiting. The line went on and on, snake-like, forever.
Eventually I found my way to what I assumed was the end of the line. To be honest, when I saw all those people waiting like a herd of cattle, I just wanted to turn around and drive home.
Being the dedicated blogger I am, however, I stayed.
After quite a bit of time, I approached the entrance to the store. That was when I realized people had to show their invitations to be allowed in.
I know they meant to invite me! In fact, I think they actually did invite me, but I might not have read the invitation. Especially the part that said I'd need to bring the invitation to get in.
I definitely had gotten a phone message or forty saying they'd like me to attend.
I informed the lady at the door I "forgot" my invitation.
"You'll have to go to that table over there," she said, pointing me across to another line.
I sighed and did as I was told. After a short wait, I bullshitted my way through the door.
I may be shy, but when I'm in a tight spot I can bullshit with the best of them. There was no way I was going home after waiting in that incredible line to get to the door.
Once inside, I was afraid if anyone saw me taking pictures I'd get kicked out. I'm apologizing upfront for the lack of photos, and the poor condition of the ones I do have. I had to be very surreptitious about the whole camera-taking-photos thing.
There was also music. Nordstrom always has someone in the store playing piano to create a more exclusive ambiance, but in this case they went a little further.
The music was actually very entertaining. I'm not much of a shopper, but I really like music. I would have preferred to just hang with the musicians and get their take on life in Money Town.
More than one person brought their dog.
What's up with the dogs at the department stores? Seriously? I'm a tremendous animal lover, but even I don't think it's appropriate. What if someone is allergic? What if someone steps on your pet? Do dogs really belong there? Is this a Money Town thing? Another example, perhaps, of the rich thinking they can do whatever they want wherever they are?
There were a lot of people there. Almost all of them were drinking.
Some of the women wore amazing outfits to shop in. I was not one of them, of course. Also, I wasn't very successful in capturing any of them in a photo. I did get a couple shots of more "normal" people though. By "normal" I mean none of the ones in the photos below were at all unusual by Orange County standards.
There were waiters walking around with platters of appetizers too. I saw more than one person spill a drink on sales merchandise. I wonder if the store later regretted serving food and drinks? Or maybe they made so much money off the inebriated shoppers, it more than made up for it?
Sigh … there's nothing like the holidays with the Money Town crowd!
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