i went to the Galleria over lunch. this was not my choice, i went with kari so she could get a gift for her sister’s bridal shower.
the galleria is a far and distant planet from the one i inhabit. it’s a chi-chi, upscale, snootyfest. very trendy, very monied, very weird. but, i must admit a lot of very cute, very tall men. so i guess it might not be a bad planet to visit from time to time if i could ever afford an outfit cute enough to allow me to fit in at the galleria.
so we went to williams-sonoma to pick up a waffle iron from the aforementioned sister’s registry.
it was $70.
someone please, please explain to me what kind of person registers for a $70 waffle iron? why? why? why?