Wednesday, January 27, 2010
my, oh my. I'm seeing the potential.
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.