

Our other section is brand new, as we're branching out into housewares and knick knacks. This is where we keep the kitsch:










This faux snake-skin clutch sailed in on a puff of cocaine and hubris back in the late 1980s. She made a killing in The City and retired in 1990 to sunnier climes. She's been sipping mojitos for the better part of two decades, but with this global recession on, she just knows there's a killing to be made in the markets for the girl with the right insider info. And she has the right info.
This pretty lady came to us after a few exhausting years on the New York social scene back in the 1960s. She wanted something of a quieter existence, just for a few years, but she's ready to go back out into the world -- preferably with someone who'll fill her with classy lipsticks and scandalous diaries.


