Unlucky day my arse!

Be still my yupster heart -- a new Anthropologie is opening in Rock Center, mere yards from my place de indentured servitude!

Heralded by hundreds of levitating marshmallows (no really, that's what those are), it shall serve as a big eff-you to legions of Winnie-the-Pooh-sweatshirt-wearing tourists.

People, it's Midtown. You've got to embrace the small victories. It's better than the friggin Abercrombie!

Update: Yes, I know you can see me in the reflection. It's artsy, no?