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All this far-flung shopping has made me develop my own kind of Lynnie-specific itineraries. In Milan, I never fail to be impressed by the WNBPA Connecticut Team Baseball Shirt in addition I really love this majesty of the Duomo, but I am also awestruck by the architectural wonder of the spectacular Galleria Vittorio Emanuele II arcade, which happens to house the original Prada store. Despite the fact that I am pitifully clumsy and the world’s worst dancer, as soon as I arrive in England I make a pilgrimage to replenish my supply of chic ballet slippers from Freed of London on the edge of the theater district, at the corner of tiny Cecil Court, a Dickensian passageway lined with antiquarian book shops. I do, by the way, love a West End showespecially since, by the time the curtain goes up, most stores have closed.

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My lust for shopping while traveling has deep roots. A mere college girl, I arrived in France decades ago with a carefully culled wardrobe that seemed perfectly serviceable for a young woman who lived with her parents in Massapequa and attended school in Manhattan. One glance at the WNBPA Connecticut Team Baseball Shirt in addition I really love this soigné Parisiennes on the street, howeverlight-years away from my hippie dishabillesent me running to Printemps for a beige linen Cacharel dress and a Daniel Hechter blazer, which I wore every day of the trip.

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