Where oh where do I even begin? Miuccia Prada slapped cat prints (and a few choice brooches) on just about everything in her Miu Miu show today. I am particularly excited about about the shoes and I will do whatever it takes to get my hands on a (steeply discounted) pair. This probably means obsessive trips to Century 21 or Loehmann's or whatever but I know that it will be worth it. Because if I don't, they will wind up in that little corner of my mind where all the clothes that I should of bought but didn't live. I wince whenever I think about those things. It's kind of like remembering embarrassing moments from middle school. I refuse to let the cat print Miu Miu platforms join the Eley Kishimoto ostrich cardigan, the ocelot peacoat from a vintage store in Roswell, that XXL polyester muumuu with glittery kitten appliques from Value World. Over my dead body.
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