The Good Life
“I’ll never forget my first time in a top-of-the-line designer store (which shall remain nameless, as I don’t need a lawsuit on my hands on top of a divorce).We’d been married about two years. Caleb was still a newbie junior banker at the firm. We were invited to the housewarming party of one of the senior bankers who had bought a home in a wealthy neighborhood in the Town of North Hempstead. Yes, the word Town has a capital T. At this point in his career, Caleb was still doing a lot of minute t...asks such as making coffee and going on lunch runs, and I was still serving martinis to “suits” during Happy Hour. We were basically your average struggling young couple, but that didn’t mean I wanted to look the part.I bought a dress from Victoria’s Secret that cost $90. This was the most expensive piece of clothing I had ever owned up to that point. I felt amazing when it came in the mail and I put it on. I looked like a goddess in the short, shimmery, backless number. I put on black thigh-highs, the kind with a seam up the back, and black stilettos and splurged on a manicure and a blow-out at the salon.MoreLess
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