June 22, 2011

Don't be afraid, it's just a sample sale.

What is a sample sale? Today I decided to find out when I got my daily email from Daily Candy (here's the link for this site that handpicks daily things to do in certain cities: www.dailycandy.com) listing several that were happening today.

Sample sales are generally one- or two-day events that designers offer to get rid of production samples. They are not heavily advertised, so you have to be on a mailing list, hunt for them online, or run across a sign on a sidewalk. They are usually held in the designer's office, so I was a little intimidated going to my first one here in NYC. 

The first one was for fine Italian linens. It was held on the 2nd floor of a large warehouse-like building. Six-foot tables were laid out end to end and cardboard signs were set up yard-sale like explaining the items and their highly discounted prices. This particular one was cash only for purchases under $250 which would buy you a nice queen bed sheet set worth $1,000 retail.

Another was on the 17th floor of an office building where a doorman was keeping an eye on the building's foot traffic. It was for Elle MacPherson intimates, and they had two small rooms full of merchandise for very good prices. At a third sale, I peeked into their very plush office and was told the date had been changed. 

It was fun looking for these sales and going into some of the offices of the fashion district, but I was all over the city and my dogs are barking.


Poking Around

On my walk today I came upon a strange site -- people poking and punching these giant inflatables. It was a part of a new public play ground for kids and adults where colorful toy-like balloons tower over you making you feel like a little kid. This park just opened as part of the second mile of The High Line, an abandoned elevated railway that's being converted into a walking path/park along the Hudson. You can read more about the inflatables here: aolartists.com/rainbowcity/video. You can read about the High Line here: www.thehighline.org. I poked and punched a few of them -- apparently too hard because a staff guy told me not to get too rough with them. Whoopsie!