Last summer, I flew out to LA to visit one of my best guy friends who lives out there for work. It was my birthday weekend so it was an extra special treat. Anyways, I was real excited about all the typical LA sites, and being the 'fabulous' little woman I am, I wanted to take a stroll down Rodeo Dr. I practically lost my mind at stores like: Cavalli, Hermes, etc. Right before we left to go to Beverly Hills he said that he had to make it 'somewhere' by 6:30. I figured it was a dinner or meeting or something and thought nothing of it.
Anyways...we were coming up on the Tiffany's store, and he asked if I wanted to go in. Now, I have this thing that when I travel out of town, I try not to go into stores that I have at home - but I figured I would. Especially since I wanted to buy a secret birthday treat for me: Toggle Heart Necklace. So we walk in, and he asked the man where Customer Service was, I look at him crazy and he says he has something to pick up. I figure it was his cufflinks because I swore he told me he broke them. So we ride up the elevator, stroll over to Customer Service. We go to the desk, the sales rep pulls out the bag. My friend hands him the credit card, the sales rep hands him the bag and my friend hands the bag to me.

I look at the sales rep and ask: Sir...what is this??
He answers in his lovely accent, "Ma'am, why don't you just open it up so we all can see?" *smarty pants*







Yeah. It was my Toggle Heart Necklace. The ONLY person who knew I wanted it was my roomie (outside of my Sands she was the ONLY person) And she was also the ONLY person HE called to ask what I would
really want for my birthday. (I had told him a nice dinner would be great.)
He was smooth. Real smooth. So smooth I collapsed in tears in the middle of Tiffany's. Turns out the store closed at 7 and he knew I'd make a scene for a good half hour, lol. He banked on the notion that I'd walk into Tiffany's just because I'm a girl who likes shiny things, lol - so he didn't worry about me not wanting to go in there, or him having to press the issue.
I guess the necklace itself wasn't the nicest thing, but just the whole presentation and secrecy of it. I loved it. I cried all the way to the mall...and then dried my tears with a new Armani Exchange outfit, lol.