Well that would be me!! So as you, my blog followers know, August was a really stressful month. It pretty much stayed crappy the entire month. So to celebrate the end of August and the start of a new month, I treated myself to a shopping trip. I took a drive up to my favorite outlets, Woodbury Commons. I went into the Temple of Fendi and saw a few bags that I liked and a few pretty dresses but nothing that screamed "JANN". My next stop was Yves Saint Laurent. This was only my second trip there and as I stood in front of the shoe wall, my jaw dropped. It was like a candy store stocked with the most delectable sweets ever. My eye immediatly went to a most beautiful pair of pearly patent leather heels. Truth be told, I was a little scared of them at first. They are deliciously tall. I tried them on and they fit perfectly and were and extra 20% off...

I mean, could I really say no to shoes this fabulous? Right before SD I had bought a sweet little pair of Manolo's that were lovely to the eye and pure hell on the feet, these would replace them and I already have a dress lined up to wear them with. I found myself looking at some very demure flats and then my eye caught something red and high and so impractical. They fit like a glove and are surprisingly comfortable. I won't be running any marathons in them but honestly, when will I ever run a Marathon.

So both pairs are ridiculously high but somehow not painful to wear. They were beautifully designed and incredibly well made. I am not a short gal to begin with and with these shoes on I am almost 6 feet tall. It's pretty damn funny.

From there, I went Gucci. I do love my Gucci. The shoes were picked over, the bags were way out of my price league but the clothing never disappoints. There was a lovely plaid jacket but about two sizes too small. They had the lovely white one strap dress I had been drooling for ages also too small. I picked out a really elegant black silk cocktail dress, a black cotton shirt dress, and a black cotton top. As I was going to my fitting room, the salesman asked if there were any sizes I needed him to check on for me. I asked him to check on the jacket and the dress, a few minutes later they appeared in my dressing room. After much deliberation, I choose the black cotton shirtdress and the plaid jacket. the jacket is no lavender fur collared Kors but I love it.

On another note, my best friend Stephen was stuck in New Orleans all day waiting for a flight home. He said he wasn't worried because Geraldo Rivera told him that he wasn't leaving the city, therefore it should be okay.