Wednesday, September 14, 2011

M is for me, I mean Missoni

I bought into the hype.  I went to Target for the Missoni.  I vowed I wouldn't do this as I have a pretty nice Missoni collection, from before the economic downfall.  Plus a few more things from after.  Oops!

Anyhoo, I also thought that Missoni for Target would cheapen my cherished Missoni.  It had once been my trademark when I actually went out, before the advent of children's football games, swim meets, and other long, hot parenting obligations.

Yesterday at 8:30 am I found myself in a Target parking lot.  I noticed the lot was full of Range Rovers and BMW's.  I gulped down my coffee and ran into Target, realizing these ladies had 30 minutes on me.

The Missoni in the store was almost wiped clean.  I panicked realizing I didn't even have time to fetch a cart.  I ran around like a lunatic but I got a few very nice things I shall share with you.

What's that?  Oh I wore a Burberry dress from Neiman's to scoop up my Missoni wanna be's.


this is what I bought for my daughter


Shoes, tights, and a frame


I bought this for my housekeeper

I bought the dress at Target, the Missoni cardigan I have had for 6 years!


The bottom sweater is from Target, on top is a five year Missoni cardigan

Score of the day : golden sweater set


If it ever rains in Texas again I will be prepared


I am quite please with the quality.  The collection actually goes with some of my Missoni collection.

The houseware section was plucked bare, but no worries:

These August Morgan pillows are very Missoni like.  They are made from vintage needlework so they are one of a kind and you won't see them at your neighbor's casa.





Oh, and where will I wear my new Target Missoni?  To my children's sporting events, natch!



Pre-recession!
xoxo

1 comment:

  1. At 8:30am, it was too late to score anything at the Target Missoni rollout. All the scarves -- and the bicycle -- were gone. You just reminded me that I got a dress tossed aside by a size XS person. I tossed it into the closet and forgot about it. Greedily, another shopper had picked up two dresses and gave me the giant medium that was too big for her anorexic body. I'm glad for small (or big) favors.

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