Did you hear about all those kooky people yesterday who went nuts over Missoni for Target?
Well, Hi, I'm Shelley, and I'm one of those kooks. Sort of. I played it cool and didn't go to Target until lunchtime yesterday. I figured shelves of Italian designer stuff wouldn't disappear in Alabama the way it could in New York.
And that kind of snobby thinking landed me where I deserved: standing in Target with an empty basket and staring at empty white shelves. All the good stuff was gone.
So I hit the road this morning and went south to find a Target that at least still had some stuff. They pepper it all over the store so it's like a little treasure hunt. (I'm a marketer's dream.) I scored an expandable file to organize all my homebound students' stuff, a candle for the guest room, a coffee mug for no good reason and a hooded sweater that turned out to be kids' clothing. I thought I was being sneaky when I found it abandoned back by the dressing room, and I found it strange that a size L would be so snug on me. I just figured it was mislabeled. Nope. Did I buy it anyway? Yep.
I'll be the envy of the whole 4th grade.
A shot that includes Owen, since that's why most of you are really here anyway ;)