But as Fiona and I walked by Bergdorf's what we were struck by were the sheer bizarre-o combinations in the windows.
the dead birds....
the hideous and super-sized jewelry....
the uniformed serving monkeys....
the acordian....We don't get it.
Saturday, January 3, 2009
I don't get it.
Okay, I know that Christmas windows of the New York stores are supposed to be all hip and fanciful and stuff; they are supposed to strike with awe the passers-by and make them stop and stare at the displays.
But as Fiona and I walked by Bergdorf's what we were struck by were the sheer bizarre-o combinations in the windows.
the dead birds....
the hideous and super-sized jewelry....
the uniformed serving monkeys....
the acordian....
But as Fiona and I walked by Bergdorf's what we were struck by were the sheer bizarre-o combinations in the windows.
the dead birds....the hideous and super-sized jewelry....the uniformed serving monkeys....the acordian....
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So the wolf in the tuxedo playing a tuba didn't bother you? :)
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