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andreapalladio
Guest
Oh, yes, well, that too. It could be hung from a chandelier point, I s'pose.
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building babel
Guest
... or the disco ball.
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building babel
Guest
Retail: BB/US Shops
I'm off to the Holts "Private Shopping Night". Anyone want to go? Food, drink, cute sales staff. Hurry!
I'm off to the Holts "Private Shopping Night". Anyone want to go? Food, drink, cute sales staff. Hurry!
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building babel
Guest
No booze, some limp roast beef on soggy Yorkshire, meagre cups of customized fruit salad, vile sugary little cakes, bottled water. And root beer in the lower level. How's that for a spread to remember?
Why do Toronto's women get the chance to by Issey Miyake at Holts, but we men don't? A few Galliano and McQ things, but nothing unique that anyone would want to wear for a big night out.
Why do Toronto's women get the chance to by Issey Miyake at Holts, but we men don't? A few Galliano and McQ things, but nothing unique that anyone would want to wear for a big night out.
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andreapalladio
Guest
My spies tell me that Holts is (Hooray!!!) bringing back it's private label mens line. Did you espy any of it?
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building babel
Guest
I saw a few jackets with Holts labels in - nothing very adventurous, designwise.
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andreapalladio
Guest
Perfect!
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building babel
Guest
I've fallen in love ...
... again.
In Holts.
This time ...
a leather jacket.
Downstairs.
... again.
In Holts.
This time ...
a leather jacket.
Downstairs.
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building babel
Guest
Well, I bought it. An uncluttered, minimalist, pippypoo and doodad-free black leather reversible jacket.
"Baby calf" hide, or some such thing. A small and innocent creature sacrificed its life, perhaps in a land far, far away, so that I may dress appropriately for my perambulations about a city defined by its similarly doodad and pippypoo-free signature architectural style.
Mr Joyboy, the salesperson, was as snake-oil slick as they come. I will be very happy in my jacket. It suits me. It fits me perfectly. Normally, Joyboy works upstairs, but on Saturday afternoon he was toiling shoulder to shoulder with the pretty boy salesman in the basement.
Next week is shopping night at Holts. I'm scared. Lock me up.
"Baby calf" hide, or some such thing. A small and innocent creature sacrificed its life, perhaps in a land far, far away, so that I may dress appropriately for my perambulations about a city defined by its similarly doodad and pippypoo-free signature architectural style.
Mr Joyboy, the salesperson, was as snake-oil slick as they come. I will be very happy in my jacket. It suits me. It fits me perfectly. Normally, Joyboy works upstairs, but on Saturday afternoon he was toiling shoulder to shoulder with the pretty boy salesman in the basement.
Next week is shopping night at Holts. I'm scared. Lock me up.
Urban Shocker
Doyenne
Nice little sale at Holts. I celebrated my return yesterday afternoon. I shop therefore I am.
Urban Shocker
Doyenne
On the way to work this morning I saw that Pinstripe at the Eaton Centre has a $10 sale on short-sleeved polka dot shirts in several colours ( dot, dot, dot ) so I stocked up.
Urban Shocker
Doyenne
N()IR has a 50% sale.
C'est quoi, ça?
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Urban Shocker
Doyenne
Nice clothes, next to the ROM. We can hit it after C5.