This past weekend I had my first american outlet experience. We spent the weekend at a friend’s house, in New Jersey, and on saturday the weather was not that good to go to the beach. So we went to Pennsylvania to the famous (at least for me) outlets. They look like regular malls but when you go inside, the stores are filled with people looking for the lowest bargain on desired items. I said to my mom over the phone, and before I got there, “don’t worry, I’m not buying anything”. Damn, was I wrong. It was not about quantity but quality. I bought my very own first Michael Kors bag. It’s not like me to choose a patterned bag but, hey, there’s a first time for everything. And the price was absolutely delicious. I’m sensing a sort of a pattern on my latest purchases (1, 2). Can you tell?