Home Depot has become the new Tiffany’s since it too is open for breakfast.
Rather than Elsa Peretti you’ll find Black and Decker winking from the shelves.
Hey girlie, come on over, I’ll show ya what I got.
The other splendid feature? Their prices.
After hardwaring on the Upper East Side my whole life like the diva of dish towels, it’s a treat to get a deal. So what did I come out with? A night light for my bathroom I’m having a mad affair with. Peeing at 3 a.m. has never been so much fun. The minute you hit the floor it snaps on like a pal expecting your arrival.
Can I take your coat?
It’s also a pretty light, not too bright, a little dim, kinda the way I was described in my early modeling days.
I’ve named him Hal, after a friend whose light also snaps on whenever I need him.
Of course I hope, for both our sakes, we never meet in my bathroom.
It could change our whole relationship.