This goes out to all my fashionistas, with or without the budget to buy what they crave.
Look, we can’t all be Suri – playing in our $100,000,000 tree houses while waiting for our own “personal shopper” to come home bearing the hippest of clothes without ever having blinked at, or even looked at the price tag.
But any good fashionista knows how to get what she desires, whether she can afford it or not. She knows how to shop a sale, how to shop an outlet, how to shop online and when to shop a low priced chain. Plus it never hurts to have friends in the industry from one’s days as a stylist.
Like a great detective, a good shopper always gets her dress. But how is one to take advantage of a designer who decides to do what we all did in college and, slum it for a week or two, if she can’t get the goods in her cart? Virtual or otherwise?
I know, I’m supposed to love being an American because of terms like “laissez faire,” “capitalism” and “free enterprise,” but damn you eBayers for ruining my ability to buy Missoni at Target! Like Roseanne Barr singing the national anthem, it’s really unpatriotic of you!
For weeks I have anticipated Missoni’s arrival. Sure, being bombarded with commercials, print campaigns, and an enviable fashion week show made my desire stronger. Yes I know, another American perk – ad space. Sure, I wanted the bike and the pillows, maybe a throw or two, that cute little espresso cup set with multiple patterns and a
stand for your countertop,
and let’s not forget the clothes. Oh, the clothes. Look, I’m a label whore and a clothes whore (I know it’s a clothes horse,) but I never give up a chance to use the term whore. Until now, my Missoni stuff (never bought at retail) was mandated to affairs and on-air segments, but for $49 I can wear Missoni to pick up carpool. Hell, I might wear it to shoot hoops. Probably not, as my love of stilettos makes that nearly impossible, though I have played baseball in wedges. (More on that fiasco)
I then found myself at an end cap looking at makeup bags. (The bottom of the barrel of Target shopping.) A woman swooped by and literally devoured the content of the shelves into her cart like a swarm of locusts. The only thing that would have made the scene more cartoonesque would have been if she’d ridden up on the Missoni bike swept it into the basket and then turned around to swipe the lone makeup case that I was holding in my hand.
I wore one of my new spoils yesterday and multiple women walked up to me and simply said some variation of, “Is that from Target” and “How did you get it?” For the first time, ‘Is that from Target?’ Wasn’t taken as an insult. And my answer, “Yes, yes it is. I was persistent and bucked the new ‘American Way.’” I also whored out my services as a stylist for a few hours. Oh, capitalism you fair weather friend!
Oh my gosh you said I was perfect…yet I have so much to learn from you. This article made my head spin. I wore 4 1/2 Jessica Simpson black platforms to work yesterday, does that count? Maybe you shouldn’t answer that. Remember, you said I was perfect…
(on your sidebar…the perfect thing…I need more coffee)
BTW your site looks freakin’ awesome. I want to turn my head backwards too…HOW DO YOU DO IT ALL!
Wait, I just said up there my head spins… (coffee)
Delete me if you need to…I understand I am ruining that whole “perfect” thing.
And I’ve been watching their ads…guess I was too late!! Great job, funny as always.
It is your imperfections that make you perfect. I know, profound right? I do so enjoy you though. Apparently I’m making your head spin a lot today. I’m honored.
Oh my gosh you said I was perfect…yet I have so much to learn from you. This article made my head spin. I wore 4 1/2 Jessica Simpson black platforms to work yesterday, does that count? Maybe you shouldn’t answer that. Remember, you said I was perfect… (on your sidebar…the perfect thing…I need more coffee)
BTW your site looks freakin’ awesome. I want to turn my head backwards too…HOW DO YOU DO IT ALL
Went to 2 Targets – all sold out. People filled their carts then went thru it after they hoarded it! Why am I not surprised with that mentality?
I’m not crazy about the color/pattern. I will just wait and own a real piece of Missoni one day.
That sale was ridiculous and the fact that so many people bought stuff to resell really sucks for all of us who just wanted a few cute things. I loved that you found humor in the situation… but you always do!
I’m lovin’ the mommy/ daughter Missoni outfilts. You could offer up do an ad for them and maybe get a few free pieces thrown your way. You and Ryan look perfect in your newly styled family room!
Thanks Bari! Artwork (framed scarves by Ferragamo.) Media Unit (Ikea by Jenny from the Blog.)
A friend of mine told me she was in the shoe aisle looking for tennis shoes for her second grader, and while her preschooler was trying on a pair of Missoni flats (just for fun), some beyotch in her 60s came over and grabbed the shoe off of her daughter’s foot. My friend said “Are you kidding me?” and the woman told her “Get a life.” then turned to the 4-year-old and said “Shoes are not toys.”
I honestly don’t get it, I’m not a fan of the zig zag stuff. I have no clue who Missoni is, so this will be one bandwagon that can careen out of control without me on it.
Jen- I love the stuff and still don’t get how people are fighting in the aisles and literally taking shoes off others feet… cute little toddler feet. That mom should have take the other shoe and beat her with or at least the kid could have kicked her in the shin and ran away. That’s what I do when someone pisses me off.
As someone whose sole nod to fashion – of any kind – is to paint her toenails, I have to say this is some ugly stuff…and wonder if it was created from the unsold lots of upholstery fabric stored in a warehouse since 1978 when these patterns were popular on couches, chairs, etc.
However, the greedy part of me is wondering why I didn’t buy up all this stuff when I saw it in the store?? Instead, I instinctively turned away to avoid herking all over my “designer” flip-flops.
I would not wear the Target “crap” and am upset that Missoni would stoop so low. Save your money and get the real deal.
I also own the real deal and I have to say I’m a little obsessed with the target version. Nope, it’s not the same material or stitch count, but it looks fabulous on and I don’t have to save it for a special occasion, oh, I’ll be rocking it come PTA night. I said it and I meant it. They may just vote me president for my fashion sense and savvy shopping abilities, but I will respectfully decline.