Missoni Accomplished

Today has been a highly anticipated day for me, as it is the day Missoni released their collection for Target.  I would say this release is just as, or more, sought after than the Tucker for Target collection released last fall. Last year, I was an amateur and didn’t have my game-plan down, as I am not one of those exuberant 4 AM day-after-Thanksgiving shoppers.  On Black Friday, you will find me cuddled up in my warm little bed, completely comatose from the feasting of the previous day and gearing up for Round 2: Leftovers.

Hard lessons were learned after last year’s utter failure, and I felt that I was thoroughly prepared for this morning.  I had reviewed the Missoni Look Book and knew what I had my sights set on. I was determined not to be the girl left standing there with the discarded Size 0 skirt (which I could possibly squeeze one thigh into) hung sloppily on a hanger, with tears streaming down my face.

So, this morning, I got up at 6:30 am, which may sound normal, but I find it sinful to be among the living before 7 am on any morning of the week.  My way of life is to be completely rushed and in a panic each weekday morning as I have exactly 1 hour to shower, feed Sam, do my make-up and hair, scrounge around for something to wear, eat breakfast, and get out the door for work.  I would not have it any other way because I value my sleep far too much.  So, the sole fact that I got myself out of bed, willingly, at 6:30 am, speaks volumes about my excitement for this day.

I arrived at Target at approximately 8:04 am. I had planned on getting there around 7:50, but I had to stop to get gas on the way or I wouldn’t have made it at all.  The parking lot was already crowded with cars, so I immediately knew that I was behind, and that I was going to have to step up my game to snatch up any good finds.  I walked in the front doors of Target and beheld the most bizarre sight. Maybe I am not acclimated to aggressive shopping techniques, but Mercy!! These women had their carts overflowing (although I love to exaggerate, this is NOT an exaggeration) with Missoni items and they were coming back for seconds and thirds, with a crazed look in their eyes.  I later discovered that these women buy up everything and then post it on eBay for double the cost to make a profit.  I think that this is a crime.

In the 4 minutes Target had been open, these ladies had managed to destroy the store. In women’s clothing- No smalls. No mediums.  All that remained of the most desirable items were large, extra large, and that dreaded extra small, left dangling on the racks.  I had a feeling I may run up against an obstacle such as this, so I had a Plan B. My back-up plan was to stalk out the dressing room rack and wait for people to discard items that they didn’t want.  As I was perusing the wounded remains that they left behind, I was shoved (yes, shoved) out of the way by a woman trying to grab the last of something.  I have discovered that retail therapy can morph the finest of ladies into barbarians. However, Plan B worked and I found the sizes I needed.

In the end, I wound up snagging a few great pieces and am rather pleased with myself.  I also learned that I am not one for stampedes.  My first experience at this, with Missoni-Mania, was exasperating and, if I am honest, I am not sure it was completely worth the effort. Madness, I tell you.

All in all, I know I will really enjoy having a twin everywhere I go in my cheap Missoni over the next 5 months.

Missoni Accomplished. Over and Out.