I have to say that I am totally excited that we are in September! Yay! This is when we start getting our fabulous outfits out from underneath our beds, attics, or basements and we start sneezing like crazy. I mean can somebody please pass me a tissue because I am having a sneeze attack here. Isn't Fall just great?
So about a week or so ago I saw the Missoni for Target commercial, which I thought was fantastic and super chic! I have seen the Missoni collection for many years and I have even seen interviews of the Missoni family in magazines and on the T.V. Although they have been around for about 50 years I never personally considered it's design brand my choice of preference. But then when I saw a few things from Target I thought, "Humm this looks a bit like a mod 60's style."
Last week my hubby's mom was visiting. So while hubby was at work us girls took a day off and went shopping. Mom wanted to go to TJ Max, which was next to Target. After we spend about an hour there. We both felt that it was about time to go and get a bite to eat. But because it was so boiling hot I suggested that we should past by Target and get some H2O.
While mom sat on the pizzeria place I grabbed our waters, some bananas, and a thing of California Sushi. While we were resting I thought about going to the Missoni section of the store and check things out. But it turned out that mom was ready to go and have some real food. So we ended up going to Golden Coral. I figure that I would pass by Target some time later.
Well, as you have probably heard there is hardly any Missoni things left at Target. Some crazy people went Coco Flakes and ransacked both Target stores and their website. You would thought that people were getting supplies for a Hurricane or something. But it wasn't. It was the zig zag designs that had them hypnotize and unable to think clearly.
I on the other hand had no idea what all the crazed was about. And I still can't get it. Perhaps because this kind of design has never been my favorite. So I had to put myself in their shoes. "If Coco Channel was still alive and if she would have design something for Target well I would be the first one at the front door of Target at 5am in the morning and ready to run my way through the aisle."
But then as I browse the Missoni section online I realized how pretty was that zig zag 60's throw. And what about the Women's Comfort Bike? So stylish, but it is also out of stock! Unbelievable! These people didn't even leave that cute beanie hat for me to buy! Now how am I going to keep myself warm doing the winter? Oh, I forgot I live in Florida. For crying out load are these people paying in cash? I thought we were still in a recession?
By the way I did hear that some folks are reselling these Missoni items on Ebay. Why didn't I think of that? What a great way of making a little money!
I have to go now. All of this stuff got me a little dizzy!
"'This... stuff'? Oh. Okay. I see. You think this has nothing to do with you. You go to your closet and you select... I don't know... that lumpy blue sweater, for instance because you're trying to tell the world that you take yourself too seriously to care about what you put on your back. But what you don't know is that that sweater is not just blue, it's not turquoise. It's not lapis. It's actually cerulean. And you're also blithely unaware of the fact that in 2002, Oscar de la Renta did a collection of cerulean gowns. And then I think it was Yves Saint Laurent... wasn't it who showed cerulean military jackets? I think we need a jacket here. And then cerulean quickly showed up in the collections of eight different designers. And then it, uh, filtered down through the department stores and then trickled on down into some tragic Casual Corner where you, no doubt, fished it out of some clearance bin. However, that blue represents millions of dollars and countless jobs and it's sort of comical how you think that you've made a choice that exempts you from the fashion industry when, in fact, you're wearing the sweater that was selected for you by the people in this room from a pile of stuff."
"I am sorry Miranda. I didn't mean to call that stuff stuff."
Oops, time for a Kit Kat bar.
Have a swell time!
Carmen Johnson
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