We arrived at 9:30p and the store would be closing at 10:00p. No time to spare. We were serious the moment we entered the establishment. Shae and Lauren headed immediately for coats and jackets. Hope and Rachel sprinted for the shirts. Scott took off for T-shirts and board shorts. I found Addison at the front counter where she had already selected her items and had a section ready for us to begin adding ours.
"I love this" and "that is adorable" and "it's so you" were echoing off the thin walls of Jack's in Newport Beach. I saw clothes of every color and fabric jumping off racks and into arms. Shoes were popping off shelves I had no idea existed.
Dressing rooms were unlocked and girls were sliding into them with way more than the alloted amount (a perk of having a personal shopper). We had several other sales people helping us as well. " To small", "to dark", "to skanky", "to low" were a few of the phrases I intercepted as I watched the scene unfold. Clothes began to appear above dressing room doors as decisions were made. Addison bolted into action and was firing orders off to various people as the employees scurried about trying to please the Roderick clan. And suddenly, it was over.
The mountain of clothes were charged, of course, and the amount appeared on the cash register. Roughly the same as rent for a small apartment. Not bad for only having 1/2 hour.
What did Scott and Cindy buy? We were denied. Nothing tickled our fancy this time . . . but we know there will always be another friends and family sale at Christmas.
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