But the best part of the day was seeing the new Prada store. Unlike the other stores, they don't open until 12 noon and man, do they do it dramatically. There is this warning sound and this metal - armor like- screen comes down and security guards are everywhere, and the trench drains flip over mechanically. It's gorgeously designed, by Rem Koolhaas, of course. How exclusive is this store? There's no name on the front of it, so you'd have no idea it's there. Course, while walking down the street, there are mannequins buried in the sidewalk...don't ask.
So we went upstairs to the clothes area all three of us all piled into one dressing room. Why? Because the dressing rooms are all glass, and everyone can see you - until you press the "privacy" button and the glass magically fogs up. Now that's cool.
The funniest thing was, the elevator was broken, and if you've ever seen the store, there are massive steps up to the clothes area. So they security guards told me to park my stroller in the front while we went around. I could tell that the sales staff was mortified at my big ass stroller parked right in the display. I can just imagine some fashionista coming into the store saying, "I must own that PRADA STROLLER." Ha.
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