On lucky Thursdays most of the Times was pushed across the octagonal black walnut table I’d lose in the divorce next year. Lucky because Critical Shopper; the rest set aside for afters, because eat dessert first, marriage is short. Morning with coffee and granola, cracking up reading whole paragraphs aloud of this very article to Darcy mmhmming at her ablutions, while not so little Zoe perked her ears. This is what genius looks like I instructed; maybe the root of her inflatable repurposed pantyhose dresses next year, and the repurposed high school fashion show featuring near naked adults Living Theatering ‘Hansel and Gretel’ in Savannah Knoop’s confusing sweatclothes.
You punched a hole in our familial love of the thing called fashion, many mornings Cintra, and warped a young mind in the best best way. For that we dip a mini you in gold for the mantlepiece, forever.
The salesperson “telling you the garment’s weaknesses!” HILARIOUS! You are so dang funny. I feel I’ve been to that shop, because of your fantastic description.
You must have had so much fun on these expeditions, despite the hard work entailed. Did your editor(s) decide beforehand which boutiques you would visit, or did you have a say in the choices? Also, once a few of your zingers were firmly embedded in couturier/management nightmares across the city, were you ever recognized by store reps and treated with trepidation?
On lucky Thursdays most of the Times was pushed across the octagonal black walnut table I’d lose in the divorce next year. Lucky because Critical Shopper; the rest set aside for afters, because eat dessert first, marriage is short. Morning with coffee and granola, cracking up reading whole paragraphs aloud of this very article to Darcy mmhmming at her ablutions, while not so little Zoe perked her ears. This is what genius looks like I instructed; maybe the root of her inflatable repurposed pantyhose dresses next year, and the repurposed high school fashion show featuring near naked adults Living Theatering ‘Hansel and Gretel’ in Savannah Knoop’s confusing sweatclothes.
You punched a hole in our familial love of the thing called fashion, many mornings Cintra, and warped a young mind in the best best way. For that we dip a mini you in gold for the mantlepiece, forever.
The salesperson “telling you the garment’s weaknesses!” HILARIOUS! You are so dang funny. I feel I’ve been to that shop, because of your fantastic description.
You must have had so much fun on these expeditions, despite the hard work entailed. Did your editor(s) decide beforehand which boutiques you would visit, or did you have a say in the choices? Also, once a few of your zingers were firmly embedded in couturier/management nightmares across the city, were you ever recognized by store reps and treated with trepidation?