
My first trip to a Kiehl’s store was , with my cousin who had discovered it on one her weekend jaunts to Manhattan. She promptly informed me that we were going to the city to a “cool” skincare shop. We jumped in her Volkswagen Jetta and headed south. An hour later we were on 3rd Avenue looking for parking. We walked up to the store and it didn’t look all that “cool”. It looked like a regular pharmacy to me. …
















