When I Found a $400 Alaïa at the Barneys Warehouse Sale

When New York Fashion Week ended, Britt jetted to London and Lauren and I wanted to collapse in our beds. But before we could allow ourselves to fully
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When New York Fashion Week ended, Britt jetted to London and Lauren and I wanted to collapse in our beds. But before we could allow ourselves to fully
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When New York Fashion Week ended, Britt jetted to London and Lauren and I wanted to collapse in our beds. But before we could allow ourselves to fully catch up on sleep, we had to go to the Barneys Warehouse sale.

So Saturday morning we tiredly traipsed to Chelsea and entered the long cement hallway. Lauren's boyfriend Frommer came, too; we said goodbye to him as he walked downstairs to the men's floor, and we tackled the racks on the main floor.

Lauren was on a mission: she needed to find a dress for a handful of weddings she's going to this summer. She also had plans to ransack the The Row's rack. I really didn't need anything. I was just there for consultation.

But what I ended up finding goes down as one of the greatest shopping moments of my life.

As I made my way through the alphabetized racks, I found myself in a quiet corner in the "A" section. I scanned through the Alabama Chanin, and then, there it was! A sight for sore eyes! A rack full of Azzedine Alaïa designs, neglected in the corner; no one showing the mastermind couturier any love.

Well not me! I love and will always love Alaïa. So I pulled out a poofy knit, pale rose-colored skirt and hurried off to try it on.

When I asked Lauren what she thought, she gasped, "It's magical. You have to get it." She made up my mind for me.

An hour later—the three of us made out like bandits. Lauren bought a gray Christopher Kane sweater dress and a burgundy Boy by Band of Outsiders leather jacket. Frommer bought a charcoal Lanvin suit, and I bought the Alaïa skirt and an ivory Rodarte skirt.

Britt's coming home tonight, and I promised I would go back with her. (The Christopher Kane dresses are calling her name.)

So maybe we'll see you there this weekend. The sale ends Sunday, and we suggest going as soon as you can to scoop up what's left—though stock is repeatedly replenished. There are some really great things if you don't mind combing through the messy racks.

All you need to know, right here.

Bonne shopping!