So - which ass-kicking boots do I buy?

Showing posts with label target. Show all posts
Showing posts with label target. Show all posts

Tuesday, September 16, 2008

Trgt Rcks!

Once, when I went to visit my sister in Atlanta, she picked me up from the airport and drove me directly to a Target. The best part was that I didn't suggest it to her, she just knew in her heart of hearts that it was the right thing to do. So tonight I am in Dallas for work and I went out to dinner with my parents. As soon as we got in the car, to drop me back at my hotel, I asked, innocently enough, "Can you believe I didn't make you take me to Target?"

So here's what I found when we got there - these awesome Supp Low-Rse Twll Chno in Cfe Ltte pants for only $20. I love the color and the soft cotton and the front pockets. They actually remind me of the pants worn in this picture of my pal Kevin, the dirty kid on the left, who was just pushed in the mud by his brother Chuck, the somewhat larger, more self-satisfied looking child on the right. Maybe the connection isn't really there. Maybe after 11 years I still can't get enough of this photo. Not unlike my love of Target, my love for this photo is boundless.

Tuesday, September 9, 2008

Red Alert

We would be remiss in our duties if we did not alert you to this exciting event:


You know we'll be there.

Monday, July 28, 2008

Dana, Caldor, Evan Picone - Where Are You Now?

I am so sure that Dana Kahan had this exact outfit in 7th grade. You read that right, not Donna Karan, Dana Kahan. In my class of five girls Dana, not unlike Rachel Zoe, was a self-appointed arbiter of taste. And, like Rachel (and Donna), she was Jewish (see how I did it again?). Dana had the most awesome outfit ever for her Bat Mitzvah. Or at least she thought so, and she was so convincing, that we, her classmates, really had no choice but to agree. She wore a gray suit, a pink oxford, and a grey, pink and yellow argyle vest with coordinating tie, all of which she got in Manhattan at Bloomingdale's. OK, and gray suede shoes and grey Evan Picone stockings. Ribbed. Ask me what I wore. I have no idea.




Anyway, I just know she also had this dress in junior high. And I am so happy to have it back. Love it! And it's $22.99! I don't know who the Gap is kidding when it talks about its "European Collection" (I can wear it when I eat a chocolate croissant?) or refers to their European sizing conventions, but if it means the dress is under $23, c'est la vie. Or joie de vive. Chocolate croissant.


Danaa also had a pair of shoes very much like the ones featured here. They had a big giant wooden heels, like this pair, only Dana's shoes featured a wooden wedge with a carved out triangular hole. I am fairly certain they came from Caldor's. Ah, Caldor's we miss you so. Like Target, only, you know, without the tasteful design. Remember its so awesome logo? Does anything convey the beauty and joy that is a rainbow as well as 3 arcs in pretty much the same dirty color? Alas, no. Even the Target logo that entrances me with its pure red hypnotic bull's eye, just cannot compare.


Tuesday, March 25, 2008

Thongs


Am I the ONLY one left who used to call these shoes thongs - before we were wearing them as underwear (no wonder thongs are so uncomfortable). These are not leather, but so, so, so cheap that you must buy them anyway. You must buy them and claim they will be for knocking around, because they are not acceptable in the workplace. Then you must wear them to work and change into other shoes that are more acceptable in the workplace. Then you must wear them to work and intend to change into shoes that are more acceptabel in the workplace. Then you must wear them to work. Then you must bristle when people complain that thongs are not acceptable in the workplace.


The come in my favorite color, rock'n'roll black, but I have to admit that the fushia is pretty damn pretty. Plus, if you listen to Stacy and Clinton (who apparently disapprove of most of what I wear, especially, but not limited to, my orange t-shirt with a picture of a gorilla on a scooter) a pop of color in your shoes is a good thing.