One problem: launch date for this limited-time design spree was Super Tuesday – Election Day, and I was working at the polls from 5am until 10pm. Depressed, I faced the gruesome fact that I would miss out on all the zig-zag fun.
With a media blackout at the polls, I missed the news that Targets all over the country were besieged by crowds of nutty women, fighting in the aisles – all the shelves, nationwide were empty by 8:15am!!!!! Target’s website crashed and everything online was immediately sold out, as well! I learned all this from my neighbor, whom I called on my way home that evening. (She was there and managed to snag a bag full of goodies.) I walked into my house, exhausted and deflated at the missed opportunity.
I trudged up the stairs, listless with fashion-depression. I walked into the bedroom, turned on the light, and there on the bed, neatly laid out, was a treasure trove of Missoni zig-zags: dress, sweaters, handbag, blouses, serving platter, laptop case, shoes!!!!! My dear, prince of a man, Howard, secretly set out at 7am and was there among the throngs of women, on his own personal Missoni-mission!!!! I cried. The guy's a keeper.
