While perusing Park Slope’s trendy 5th Avenue strip yesterday, I stumbled across these little beauties:
Um, OK, Lucia, are you serious? Did 12 year-old me suddenly get caught in a time-space gap where she (I) is (am) now in charge of creating overpriced bracelets? Did 14 year-old me stumble into the role of buyer for your store?
How else do we explain this? It is a) the fugliest leather cuff this side of Constantine, and b) $125!!
Unless 12 year-old Elijah Wood has suddenly appeared, fresh off of his successes with North and a wad of cash burning a hole in his pocket, to whom do you expect to sell these fugles?
Even I will not buy those.
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I will!
does this mean yin-yangs and prozac are in again? because i will rock that shit six ways to sunday.
hahahahahahahhahahaa that shit is ridick