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| Me and Jeanne Beker. Me! And Jeanne Beker! |
I did a little cursory research, and saw that the line was in some great soft sorbet colors, and had very high hopes.
Before I get into the Jeanne Beker line, I have to say, I am not sure if its the location, or the event or what it is, but shopping at the Yonge street AdditionElle is more like a party than a shopping trip. And shopping trips ARE a party, if you ask me. The ladies that work there are so friendly, and outgoing, and its really just fun as shit.
How fun is shit you ask?
Well, it can't be empirically measured, but its damn fun.
Word to the wise though, if I wasn't the world's biggest cynic, I might walk out of there erroneously thinking that I was the prettiest, most stylish fat chick that ever walked the planet. They are all exceedingly complimentary.





