kate spade love

I've made it no secret that I love pretty much all things kate spade. I'm sure I've gushed about the brand multiple times (here, here, here, here and here, to name a few), and--hold on, folks--I'm about to do it again.

See, yesterday, I found myself in Westport, without any children. Hello, new kate spade store!



Oh, what's that? You're having a sale?



These aren't books, they're purses! Say it with me, folks: Adorbs!



Love, love, love the way the merchandise is presented here (I know, my phone does not do it justice). But the purses against that turquoise wall pop!



OK, this is the part of the store where I started to get a little spastic. First of all, this was the biggest ks store I'd ever been in. It's narrow, but really long; and the store is broken up into sections. The final section (if you come in from the parking lot--the store is so big there's two--TWO--entrances) is AWESOME. The entire right wall is wallpapered in a gold foil/white stripe.



And the left wall is these ginormous flowers. Nevermind the great furniture (or merchandise for that matter)!



I'll let you know when I move in (which should be soon).