Today Tom and I were in the mall, shopping, for me. We were on the second floor leaving Coach and headed for Banana Republic when I had to go (shocker). I did a quick mental scan of mall bathrooms. All I could picture were ones on the first floor. Not good. I look at Tom with desperation and he says, Pottery Barn. Excuse me? You want to shop for overpriced trinkets when I gotta go? I snapped, “Pottery Barn?!” He calmly explained that there are bathrooms in Pottery Barn. He was wrong, there wasn’t a bathroom but rather an oasis. Could this be true? A clean, private, stylish bathroom in the mall? As I disappeared down the hallway I looked back at Tom and mouthed…I never knew.
PS We bought some curtains on clearance while there. It was the least I could do.