Sunday morning the Jason Wu collection for Target launched. My friend Liz and I learned from the Missoni nonsense that the early bird gets the worm. For Missoni, someone spent $3,000 in one fell swoop and all that was left was a pair of slippers.
We left the city at 7:00 a.m. with light snow falling and headed to the suburbs where there were two Targets within 15 minutes of each other. I kid you not, within 12 minutes we were in and out of the store at the 8:00 a.m. open (with 20 people in line) with purchases in hand. We do not play.
The dress I REALLY wanted didn’t even make it to the stores we hit.
I called my mom in Florida from the Target parking lot at 8:12 a.m. I figured she’s got several Targets around her and a slew of retirees. Odds were good the dress and second purse I wanted would be around. And, I kid you not, she was out the door and hoofing it to her Target. She called me from the store holding on to what she could find and verifying it was what I wanted.
But, that stupid dress wasn’t at her Target either. Grrrr. Of course, it’s now on eBay for double what it cost.
Did I mention that my mom rocks? For real. Who else is going to leave their house at 8:15 a.m. and go to Target for a limited edition capsule collection? My mom. Because she rocks.