I'm really quite busy right now, and probably won't have an opportunity to post all the awesome content I'd planned to this week. I'm in a real spin, but my situation isn't so frantic as Drunken Bee's:
That was maybe the most crazy scene in which I've ever found myself. Bitches were grabbing and yelling, and some photographer kept flashing in my face, capturing my lovely expression, which I'm sure was a mixture of grasping greed and total fear. Some dude flexed on a mannequin and it went crashing to the ground. Near the front window, a group of ladies decided to forego trying to negotiate the racks and opted to start clawing the clothing off the mannequins. Store employees rushed over to pry their fingers from the cheap silk, the mannequins now standing disheveled, plastic nippel-less breasts exposed for all Michigan Avenue to see. The situation around the center table (upon which all the skinny-fit jeans had been piled) was not unlike Heysel stadium, where we enacted some bizarro game of Pit, all wild hand gestures and cracking "I got a Small, who's got an Extra Small? I need an Extra Small, I'll trade you? What do you have? Oh a medium? WHO HAS AN EXTRA SMALL?!?!" Most remarkably, over all the din was the booming voice of a friendly employee pleading "Ladies? Ladies? WHOSE CHILDREN ARE THESE?" in reference to a double-stroller that had been ditched in a corner, containing two little motherless and sobbing toddlers.That's funny to me, not just because it's hilarious, but because I just read Valerie talking about the same clothing line. And obviously quite a few more than these two contributed to the Summerslam scene at H&M. Valerie even wrote, "i've decided against partaking in the h&m/stella mccartney opening day madness," knowing full well what was going to happen.
I've been shopping probably, oh, three times since I started college in nineteen ninety-harumph-hrumm, so I know I'm not the person to ask. But how do hardcore shoppers even come by this information? Does H&M have an RSS feed?
UPDATE: Three's a trend, of course, and I shoul have waited until I'd heard Fey Accompli's "Stella!" before I ran with it. You ladies, you're something else.
Posted by Kriston at November 10, 2005 2:34 PM