
For those of you who don't know what a Vera Bradley is - well, all I can say is I never want to see another one in my life. After going to the Outlet Sale in Atlanta this past weekend with my sister, I did not realize how many women were obcessed with Vera.
The journey started after parking and waiting in lines several hunreds long and then you get a pink bag to hold your "stuff" while you meandor threw the huge auditorium to buy your VERA's. Heaven forbid you put one down, you would lose it.
The sale started on a Thursday and by Saturday, they had marked stuff down and down so it was best to be there later in the sale. So everyone thought and everyone was there. The check-out lines were like the check-in lines at the Atlanta airport during 6 holidays combined. At one point they announced, if you sit down in the auditorium, you will be escorted out.
By the time we were done we were Vera-tired, Vera-hungry, Vera-grouchy, Vera-thirsty, Vera-broke, Vera-sore, Vera-over it. We laughed cause on the way home, Amanda (my niece) was sorting and adding up the savings. For the cost of a little over $240, we got $1,000 worth of Vera. Don't worry, it wasn't all for us. We shopped for the neighbors too.