FASHIONISTA

Shopping, shopping,
Always shopping,
The quest for cool
Once kept me hopping.

Bloomie's, Saks,
And Neiman M.,
Meccas on Fifth,
Jeez, they were gems.

Gloves and garb,
Heels and hats,
The time it took
Just drove me bats.

But dressed to kill,
When date night came,
Some lad would whistle
"Wow! What a dame!"

Now if a chap says such a thing,
I'm mighty piqued
And up in arms,
But in the day, it sounded sweet.

'Bye, 'Bye, Gimbel's
I live in Jeans,
Fifth Ave chic,
Is a cast-off dream!

by: Gigi