Chillin: The Burberry Store

Let me tell you, walking into the Burberry Store is quite an experience.

Ok, so I was a little bored today and decided to take a stroll on Newbury Street (That's like Boston's 5th Avenue for you out of towners). I've noticed the Burberry Store a couple of times and I've always wanted to walk in so I decided to take the chance to actually go in today. Plus I've been trying to get my scarf game on point so I thought I'd see what they have to offer...

So when I walk in this dude opens the door for me and I think he's leaving so I move to the side and he's like "welcome in sir". I was pretty surprised but I played it cool with simple thanks. I walk in and everything is so Burberry. I know that seems like a silly statement but it's true. Every item was covered in the famous pattern. The guy who opened the door for tells me I have to take the elevator to the fourth floor to get to the men's section. An elevator in a store isn't so out of the ordinary, except this one had a horse hair carpet on the floor as you step in!

Once I walk into the men's section, this Ask Jeeves looking dude walks out of the back room and in a british butler accent says "How many I help you today sir" I'm thinking to myself "Alfred? is that you? Where Batman?", but I just say no thanks. I look around and everything is obviously to rich for my blood. I have to admit the have some dope clothes and if I was a billionaire I'd probably come here to get everything from a fanny pack to a full out suit. Sadly I'm not a billionaire...yet ;-)

I'm afraid to ask how much anything costs and I feel bad because I am definitely not buying anything, but Jeeves is still standing there waiting for my next request. I sheepishly walk over to the elevator and wait for it to come. It's awkward as Jeeves stands there like he's still waiting for me to drop some dough. After what seems like a million years the elevator comes and butler dude says "Thank you for coming sir. Have a nice day"

I go back down the the first floor where they have accesories and I ask how much is this scarf, this lady tells me it $295!!! I tried my best to play it off but I could tell she knew I wasn't buying shit. I was afraid to ask how much the cologne was for fear of being let down too many times in one day. I should have known better. It's like the old saying goes "If you have to ask how much it costs, you probably can't afford it."

I figure to myself I should just leave, I can't even dream about buying stuff there. At least not yet. Stuff is so ridiculously expensive you have to laugh.

I will admit though, that shit was a trip.