Approximately 15 minutes away from my front door.
But that's besides the point. She keeps moving further and further away. First its the Avenues, then Park City....What's next? Alaska?! I know what some of you are thinking...This girl needs to get a grip on life. But my sister is my best friend...(God I hope she doesn't read this.) But if you do read this Jen, move back! I have a spare bedroom that you can use....I'm sure Ben would be just fine with it. In the meantime, I'm taking applications for a new shopping companion.
Do you drink wine?
What is your favorite place to shop?
If you could shop at one place the rest of your life where would it be?
Do you only buy sensible items?
Will you be honest when my ass looks huge in a pair of jeans?
Do you mind making laps around the David Yurman counter for 30 minutes with no intentions of actually buying anything?
Boutiques or mall? Both?
Silver or gold? Both?
Are you morally against weaseling samples out of the Nordstrom employees?
Do you wear shoes for comfort?