Thursday, October 19, 2006

An Exchange at Macy's re:icebreakers

An Exchange at Macy’s re:icebreakers

Witness the power of formerly blonde moppet socialite model critter Lydia Hearst, freshly redheaded because she's all about change.

She's going to see the show at the end of the week.

You might argue that her profession alone warrants her induction in the Douchebag Hall of Fame, and you would have a point.

She was accompanied by a middle-aged woman who was wearing cool-middle-aged-woman clothes, like a velvet scarf and vaguely witchy boots and such.

They were real mellow.

She was trying out some cute dresses, and has perfect skin.

"A simple case of refurbishing or something more sinister?” he was wearing a yellow hoodie, a hat, and was with one friend. “At the risk of relinquishing our hetero-man card, we quite liked fashion that tries to say stuff is a bit Kenneth Cole-ish. “

“The line's over there, we're over here.” She was trying on a khaki sweater.

Sadly, it was not to be. In fact, character falls somewhere between the guys' Xbox and Drama's frying pan.

“I sincerely wish you the best of luck in your future endeavors.”

Won't it be sad, but also sort of funny, if the deadbeat inks a development deal with HBO? Feel free to continue mocking his chubby hands, etc.

With the fast pace of change in the city and the public's fickleness, we imagine the number is not insignificant.

1 comment:

Ryan said...

Brilliance. Absolute brilliance.