the wedding dress

A months-ago wedding prep story:

So, there we were, in NYC, right? Lucy was there on business, I was there on the business of walking around…

We had some wedding walking around midtown in the swanky district, and that was when we decided to register at Crate & Barrel. It was so easy — they give you a blinker and you walk around blinking things. That was plenty much fun, I tellya!

Since we were up there, we went to Barney's to see what was what, mostly wedding-dress wise... I probably don't have to tell you, but Barney's is so very very, dahling… And that ain't necessarily a compliment, you know?

BUT it's hard to resist the opportunity —so in we go, up the escalator to the second floor, where Lucy approaches this slim, gorgous and aloof black-turtleneck-clad black man and asks in a very genteel fashion: "I was wondering if and where you might have any sale racks?" and his cool, completely expressionless response: "We don't have any sale racks … anywhere … in the entire store."

Hoooo-kay, then…

Well, even though I haven't seen it, word on the street is that Lucy got a spectacular dress, ah, elsewhere.