I may have spoken too fast about not going commando. If this is a key facet of any financial strategy, commando I will go. After all, Britney is now #1 on any Internet Buzz List, especially Yahoo!'s, while Chico's and my ChicoRama blog, hover in oblivion. I suspect that we would climb to glory if only Chico's were tightly linked with commando by Google's keyword search.
Besides, after what I spent tonight at the Chico's party, it's either Super Lotto or hanging with Hollywood trampettes who flash Gold Amex cards on my behalf. I suspect there is still a modicum of cool left in me, despite the fact that my hair rather resembles one of Paris' pups. Perhaps they would adopt me. Perhaps they would set up a Chico's Hedge Fund for me.
In any case, the new store is glorious ...lots of room to display all the shimmery jackets and tops ...and apparently a Soma store is going in next door. My impatient daughter, who barely managed to stay long enough to roll her eyes before she bolted to Starbucks, now knows exactly where to find my next 33 birthday presents.
More tomorrow ...this massive silver Chico's bag is calling to me. (And they tucked a teeny box of Godiva inside).
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