No, I don't want to talk about training bras and periods and the existential anguish brought about by puberty and junior high and your Jewish/Christian family moving from New York to a small town in New Jersey (attention: if you weren't a teenage girl in America between 1970 and now, and this post is already confusing the hell out of you, please go here and catch up). Today, I'd like to talk about something a little more possibly/probably blasphemous: how great it would be if this jacket miraculously went on sale.
Well, see, it's already on sale, but it's definitely not on miraculous sale. Down to $337 from $482--that's what I call a lame sale. What I'm asking for is a holy sale. Let's say...fifty bucks? Its beauty and craftmanship are worth so much more than that, I know, but I thought I'd start low so we could have some wiggle room here. Give me a call or spell out "I don't do sales" in the clouds if you wanna talk. I'm here.
Milly "Tilly" jacket, azaleaonline.com