Erickson Beamon for Target
My first introduction to this line came via the ground floor of Harvey Nichols (or ‘Harvey Nicks’ as he’s known when he’s ‘at Home….’).
I was rummaging through a pile of Cherry Chau hair doo dads and I spied a bakelite cameo of an African woman with a basket affixed to her head at the end of a strand of multi-coloured beads the size of melon balls. Now, if someone had tossed that to me from atop a float at Mardi Gras–well, I would have grasped the concept.
However, locked in the glass case and sporting a £325 ticket was enough to etch the E-B team firmly into my mentation.
Our next: ‘Meet Cute’ came at Oxygene-Bal Harbour (Miss you Roma!!) where apparently the line was blowing out of the store at the same staggering price points.
Behold. Now Target, too, sports the fare. To be perfectly honest. It looks about the same as the real thing. Just subtract one zero and you’ve got yourself a treat.
Mercredi pauvre. Eh, bien.
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Loved your donations for our charity drive at the Tokyo American Club. Beautiful Louis Vuitton bag–(I bid and won it), Dagmar won the Chanel suit. Looking forward to seeing you and Keiju on Sunday at Yoyogi Park.