If you grew up in Rockland County, NY, in the 80s like I did, then you have at least heard of the Nanuet Mall, or, as I now like to call it, “the new old mall”. Last weekend I had the chance to do some holiday/personal shopping with my mom and I couldn’t help but think of the many experiences I used to have in high school when it was still a thing to hang out at the mall (does anyone do that anymore?).
I remembered the Joyce Leslie where I purchased my first acid wash jeans and matching acid wash jacket (though I wish I could forget that, I’m pretty sure there is photographic evidence of this getup somewhere) and the job I used to have at the Pizza and Brew which was nestled in a strip just behind the mall. I used to spend my allowance money at Walden Books, Spencer Gifts, and the Wall music store (anyone??) and meet up with friends on the weekends or after school to loiter.
It’s funny how a place, a smell, a moment of déjà vu can bring back an overwhelming flood of memories.
Though there are still a few stores that have been preserved by the hands of time (and, most likely, money hungry builders), it is not the run-down nostalgia-riddled shopping center it once was. But at least it’s still standing, and there are now chichi stores like Vera Bradley, Lush, Coach, and Michael Kors to attract shoppers. According to their website, there’s even a Lululemon, which I’m kind of upset that I missed.
My mom and I did most of our shopping at the Gap (where I found some great deals on athletic clothing now for anyone looking) and enjoyed a day of mother-daughter bonding, which we so very rarely get to do. Despite my protests, she rang up everything at the register and I’m now the proud owner of gym clothes that don’t look like I just rolled out of bed.
In other news, Bryan is off for the week and we haven’t killed each other. Yet. How two people in tight corners survive is beyond me. I’m open to advice/feedback.
This sleep-induced blog post is brought to you by day one of my juice cleanse.