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Saturday, February 10, 2007

What I Want on Top.




I know it sounds like I'm talking about a sexy guy. Which I do want. And, in actuality, one might be more obtainable than this top. Strange, but true. Because the size small sold out on every website that carried it virtually overnight. Even the Charlotte Ronson store in New York is sold out of it. I know because I called there today. Yes, sometimes I have misdirected tenaciousness. But sexy guys don't like to be chased so much. Tops don't care.

See my exciting-slash-depressing Friday night included looking at shopbop.com and seeing what was new out there in the world of fashion. (Which I actually do enjoy doing. Just not on Friday nights). I'm clearly not speaking of fashion in the couture sense but more of the normal-female-who-likes-things-that-are-of-the-unique-yet-hip variety. That's how I found this Charlotte Ronson top. It was the frontrunner once I factored in cost, need, lifestyle and me being me. And then there's the fact that the top would go great with my new jeans and my red flats (which are supposed to be big for Spring, if you care. And yes, I do care about this stuff). I also have a thing for white tops. I think you need one every season. And 3/4 sleeves. Those I just like. There's no hard and fast season rule for that one. I have been known to turn many of my long-sleeved shirts into 3/4 sleeved shirts. But it's much easier when they already come that way. Because there's less chance of screwing the shirt up by failing to factor in button holes, etc. when you have it altered. Which I have been known to do, screw up shirt.. That being said, it doesn't stop me from trying.

So anyway, the top is not cheap. But other than my jeans, I really haven't bought anything in awhile. And now that I'm love magicking and working and all, I would like to have something new to wear to perk me up that isn't black and doesn't look like it can be worn as a uniform at Sephora... which is what must of my clothes feel like right now. Well, apparently a lot of other women felt the same way as me about this top last night, the difference being that they actually purchased it. I just put it in my standardstyle.com cart and decided to wait until morning to see if I really wanted it or was just trying to cheer myself up. It seems, I wanted it. But when I looked in my standardstyle shopping cart, it wasn't there, nor was it on the website at all anymore. And in the world of web boutiques, it was nowhere to be found. Not in a small, not in a medium, not in a large. Just a few xsmalls here and there-- one in black and one in ivory. And this shirt is better in ivory-- in black you miss the detail. You miss the point. The style and the color are about innocence. Anyway - no standardstyle.com, no activeendeavors.com, no revolveclothing.com and no shopbop. And I'm kind of bummed actually. It's the top that got away. Even though Jennifer at Charlotte Ronson said she'll try to find one for me, I know that drill. When it's gone, it's gone. Unique things have a way of being taken. So in the metaphor of it all, the next time I find something unique that I like, I need to act on it, not wait. And perhaps if I do, I won't need to worry about what's on top.

Oh, this Michael Stars top? It's cute, too. I saw it last night as well. And today? I saw it in an ad. I'm guessing it will be sold out by tomorrow. Pre-order and all.

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