Holy expenditures, PETA-man, whose research justified sending a ski-apparel catalog with $1,000 coyote boots and $1,000 sport-specific pants to someone like me, who doesn't happen to have a cottage at Aspen?
You have to see page 3, however: ah, yes, the st. moritz poncho, crafted of Italian mink, available for a mere $10,430.
I recognize that location from Lily Bart's world, of course. Maybe the catalog people think that the "Blessings Coming and Blessings Going" mail from the mystery church — which advised that I put the two enclosed pennies in my shoes, walk a few steps and then put one inside and one outside the door — really is set to work, eh?
I recognize that location from Lily Bart's world, of course. Maybe the catalog people think that the "Blessings Coming and Blessings Going" mail from the mystery church — which advised that I put the two enclosed pennies in my shoes, walk a few steps and then put one inside and one outside the door — really is set to work, eh?
To A., who has experience writing catalog fodder: it is of note that this one contains nary a narrative, just the basics of fabric and sizing. They have even Frontgate beaten on the way rich people must know what they want and require no flowery language to induce spending.
2 comments:
wow. that's pricey, even by FG's standards.
I find it absolutely priceless that FG can't hire any freelancers now because they are over budget. Guess the downturn is kicking everyone in the groin.
I have created a new summer elixir that soothes mind and tummy and it's called muskrapture. Nevermind where the ingredients came from.
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