Hot Child in the City

Day Eleven

Yesterday, I finally got some shopping done. It wasn't the first time I'd been to stores, but it was the first time I really bought anything.

But a quick side note before starting in on the shopping... Remember how we cleaned the ENTIRE apartment last night? Well, irony of all ironies, the long-lost cleaning lady showed up at our door not even 10 minutes after I got up. She was supposed to call last week, but never did. She didn't even know what to do while she was here because it was already so clean.

And now for the shopping.

Elke and I both have a thing for hot men in suits, so we headed down to the Financial District to check out a store we knew of down there. Also, cheesy though it may be, I really wanted to see Ground Zero. That was our first stop, but it was an exceptional letdown. They've built this giant metal pavilion overlooking the site and there's a plaque on the fence, but other than that it looks like just another empty lot.

Luckily for us, we didn't have to go too far out of our way to see Ground Zero. Right across from it is Century 21, this HUGE discount department store known as "New York's Best Kept Secret." Unfortunately, this secret wasn't kept well enough, because it was TEEMING with crazed women. It didn't help that it was the most disorganized place I've seen since I last entered a Forever 21. We were a bit overwhelmed. It was almost too much work to even bother with. However, I managed to find a really cute black and white skirt for $10. They also had one in pink and orange, and I'm kind of suffering from non-buyer's remorse for not getting it. I love the black one, but I really wish I had both.

After that we headed to The Strand Annex, which is a warehouse for books left over from The Strand. It was amazing. I ended up buying five books from the $1 bin. I got The Beat Reader for Phil (I own it, he doesn't); The New Our Bodies, Ourselves (which is one of my favorite books that I've wanted to own for years); The Breast: An Anthology; High Times Presents Pot Stories for the Soul (it was only a dollar); and The Bad Girl's Guide to Getting What You Want. Elke got a few books too, but hers weren't all from the dollar bin like mine. I swear to god, I probably haven't even spent a quarter of what she has.

The hours we spent shopping helped us work up quite an appetite. Elke knew of this great pizza place on our way home, so we got off the train at the Spring Street Station and headed to Famous Ben's Pizza of SoHo.

Yet again, we had big plans to go out, but we were both so tired. So we stayed in for the evening again, and went to bed early. However, I had a cup and a half of Diet Coke with my pizza dinner, so I had a bit of trouble sleeping. My mind was just RACING with ideas and stuff. But I finally fell asleep in anticipation of another day in NYC.

posted by Megan @ 11:34 PM