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Oct. 1st, 2007 02:26 pmDear Barneys of New York -
Okay, so you're the new kid in San Francisco. You're a hotshot in other cities - New York, L.A., Houston, etc. So you're used to prowling the halls and looking down on the lesser department stores.
I paid you a visit the other day, attracted by the pretty façade and the "oooh! shiny!" factor. Wow, you're pretty - but such a cold bitch. Mind you, I don't expect to have people falling over themselves, waiting to kiss my ass, but I'd at least be grateful for a "how can I help you?" or "how are you?". Would a "hello" be too much to ask?
I mean, I know that I came in wearing attire from the House of Old Navy and Vans. I do what I can to try and carry myself reasonably well - some days I do better than others. So, tell me. What did I do wrong? I made sure to wear clean clothes, use deodorant, comb my hair and even put on some perfume.
Oh ... wait. I get it. Not only am I fat, and therefore unworthy of any of your attire, but you have some "Old Money/New Money/No Money" gaydar. So maybe I'm unable to drop five figures without a second thought - but you know, my money spends just the same as anyone else's. And that money will be spent elsewhere.
But you'd never know that would you? You're too busy being that haughty spoiled daddy's girl, looking down at everyone from that ivory tower, so pretty on the outside, and so ugly on the inside.
Signed,
Me.
Okay, so you're the new kid in San Francisco. You're a hotshot in other cities - New York, L.A., Houston, etc. So you're used to prowling the halls and looking down on the lesser department stores.
I paid you a visit the other day, attracted by the pretty façade and the "oooh! shiny!" factor. Wow, you're pretty - but such a cold bitch. Mind you, I don't expect to have people falling over themselves, waiting to kiss my ass, but I'd at least be grateful for a "how can I help you?" or "how are you?". Would a "hello" be too much to ask?
I mean, I know that I came in wearing attire from the House of Old Navy and Vans. I do what I can to try and carry myself reasonably well - some days I do better than others. So, tell me. What did I do wrong? I made sure to wear clean clothes, use deodorant, comb my hair and even put on some perfume.
Oh ... wait. I get it. Not only am I fat, and therefore unworthy of any of your attire, but you have some "Old Money/New Money/No Money" gaydar. So maybe I'm unable to drop five figures without a second thought - but you know, my money spends just the same as anyone else's. And that money will be spent elsewhere.
But you'd never know that would you? You're too busy being that haughty spoiled daddy's girl, looking down at everyone from that ivory tower, so pretty on the outside, and so ugly on the inside.
Signed,
Me.
