Delivery Season

I remember when I was younger, when my little brother was quiet for any amount of time over 2 minutes, if we were smart enough to clue in, he was FOR SURE up to no good. He got into absolutely everything, particularly valuables and things that made a mess. He survived those years simply because he was completely adorable, and he still is so he still does, little bugger.

It reminds me ever so slightly of misch girls during delivery season: if we are quiet for a few days, it simply means that we are up to absolutely no good at all. This is true of this week anyway. It has been INSANE. Forte.Forte on Monday, Rag & Bone on Tuesday, Thakoon on Wednesday, and Isabel Marant today. Not only that, but we received our very first delivery EVER from Cutler & Gross. Sunglasses to kill for. And not one email has gone out! Bad, bad misch girls.

It's been a crazy party and if you happened to walk by you may have wondered why there were clothes flying, girls screaming, boxes, plastic, and paper everywhere! If you haven't been by this week, it's time to quit your job, leave the kids with someone, walk out on your lunch date, stand up your trainer/yoga (or whatever it is people are always doing in Lululemons) and get over here!